"Young Master, I've lived for over thirty thousand years. Many of my memories are so old that I've almost forgotten them. But after carefully combing through them, I finally found one that slipped through the cracks. Look."
The Scab Chicken, as if presenting a priceless treasure, lifted a lavish-looking Storage Ring over its head and offered it to Mo Qi.
It had been terrified by that vision of a "pole-dancing chicken" and was afraid Mo Qi would make an example of it. How could it dare to hide anything else?
Mo Qi took the ring and swept his Divine Sense inside, discovering no fewer than one hundred thousand eggs.
He and the Pig Emperor exchanged a look. 'Holy cow, it was still hiding so much!'
'This is a huge score!'
Mo Qi was ecstatic on the inside, but he put on a confused expression.
"Hmm? Scab Chicken, what is the meaning of this? Are you giving this to me?"
He asked this aloud, but he had already put the Storage Ring away.
