The Dragon Ring no longer belonged to him, and Jiang Xiaobai didn't feel a sense of loss. Instead, he felt relieved, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Then keep the ring. This City Lord position should have been yours anyway."
Mi Sha said, "City Lord, won't you reconsider?"
Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand. He was eager to give the ring away; without the Dragon Ring, he no longer had any burden on him.
"Mi Sha, this originally belonged to the emperors of the noble dynasty from generations past. If you return this ring to the current Ghost Emperor, I think he will be very happy and will see your sincerity in submission. It would be a good thing for you and the people of the Evil City."
Mi Sha's voice turned cold, "You want me to give the Dragon Ring to the Ghost Emperor?"
Jiang Xiaobai said, "I'm just making a suggestion; the decision is yours."
Mi Sha said, "Let me think about it."
"Alright, I won't insist. That's settled then, I'm leaving."
