A sleek, small boat materialized out of the void at Fang Yuan's wave, settling silently on the blood-slick floor.
Fang Mei stepped forward and bowed, face composed and polite.
"Master," she said.
Fang Yuan gave a brief, acknowledging nod.
"Sorry to trouble you again," he said. "I have another task."
Fang Mei's smile stayed steady. "It's nothing, Master. I've already rested. What do you need?"
He flipped the spatial ring from Yuan Sheng between his fingers and tossed it to her. It spun lazily in the air before she caught it.
"I overrode the owner mark," Fang Yuan explained as if mentioning the weather.
"It's essentially ownerless now. There's a token inside, check the clan treasury for me. See what they've been hiding while I go and take care of Feng Lishen."
Fang Mei tilted her head, curiosity flickering behind her composure. "Master, I thought you wanted him to grow stronger. I assumed you wanted to fight Feng Lishen and relieve your stress."
