"Jiang Qiu, General Mo has heard about the result of your match with Liu Yong. He's amazed by your talent. Inside this is a Storage Ring, a personal gift from him as encouragement."
A metal box engraved with the Military Department's insignia landed in Jiang Qiu's palm. It felt like a thousand-pound block of ice pressing on a burning coal, and his hand trembled in shock.
'A Storage Ring?!'
'Holy shit!'
'Those things are forged from precious materials like Space Stones mined from special Secret Realms! They're harder than diamond and even contain a pocket dimension!'
'You usually only catch glimpses of them with teachers at the Martial Artist level or on news reports!'
