Iris Dalton took a kettle of hot water and began making milk tea. Sensing someone watching her, she turned her head and met their gaze. Their eyes locked. Iris's gaze was sharp and icy, exuding an aura of lazy indifference. There was an inexplicable, wicked edge to it.
Claire Sherwood froze for a moment, her gaze falling on Iris's right hand. Her pale, slender fingers held a spoon, casually yet gracefully stirring the hot milk tea in the cup. On her index finger rested a bronze ring engraved with intricate patterns.
Claire's pupils quivered violently, a fiery glint shining through her gloomy eyes. She realized it was a Nanometer Space Ring! Claire had assisted Mentor Miles with rare materials research and had seen nano-materials in the lab, so she was no stranger to a Space Ring.
