Restoring the Ring

"Young warrior, this ring… did you find it in the Graveyard of the Gods?" An old man in a blue cloak fixed Qin Ruo with a stern gaze, delivering the question in a grave tone that brooked no nonsense.

Glancing uncertainly at Morley nearby, who ought to have been the central figure of this secret quest, Qin Ruo nodded in response. "That's right."

"Are you sure you were the first to find it?" Morley couldn't help cutting in.

Qin Ruo rolled his eyes internally. It's just a quest, what does it matter who found it first?

Of course, even if he had all the courage in the world, Qin Ruo wouldn't dare to put on any airs in front of these twenty-or-so Demigod-level lemons. This was partly out of respect for the elderly, but mostly because any one of them could put him to death with a flick of his pinky.