"Old beggar, all these resources are yours. I hope you put them to good use, stop begging, and spend your twilight years in peace!"
With a smile, Ying Ming Hao gently tucked the seven or eight Storage Rings into the old beggar's arms.
These Storage Rings were treasures he had obtained from Odin, Rahhan, and the others after enduring a thousand hardships. They were filled with all sorts of rare resources and treasures.
Although he was somewhat reluctant to give the old beggar a share, the man had contributed, after all, so Ying Ming Hao felt there was nothing unreasonable about giving him some.
Zhou Duoduo, Wu Zhifeng, and the others watched without saying anything.
After all, these were Ying Ming Hao's own resources. He was free to distribute them however he liked, and they had no reason to object or approve.
"Brother Yun, let's go! Let's have a feast at the Gathering Fortune House!"
Zhou Duoduo waved her hand enthusiastically as she made the suggestion.
Everyone immediately agreed, their faces brimming with joyful smiles.
Chatting and laughing about their gains, they headed toward the Gathering Fortune House in high spirits.
Only after quite some time did the old beggar slowly open his eyes and come to.
His first reaction was to hurriedly feel inside his clothes to check whether the spirit stones were still there.
When he felt that pile of hard spirit stones, a relieved smile immediately appeared on his face.
He breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized there seemed to be something else tucked inside his clothes.
Curious, the old beggar reached in and actually pulled out seven or eight Storage Rings!
His eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment he did not know what to do.
The old beggar carefully took out