This ring is exactly the same as the one in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.
Especially the four characters "King of Thousand Kings" above, the strokes and fonts are exactly the same.
Although Ye Fan didn't know whether it was true or not, he was still excited.
This is too coincidental.
Seeing Ye Fan's excitement, Dong Qianli asked curiously: "Little brother, have you seen this ring?"
Ye Fan quickly calmed down his emotions and said with a smile: "No, it's just that when I saw the words "King of Thousand Kings", I felt too domineering and passionate."
"The King of Thousand Kings is indeed passionate, and it is also the highest honor. The top ten gambling kings all dream of being crowned with this title."
Dong Qianli sighed: "Because this is the highest honor in the gambling industry, and it is the king of gambling."
Ye Fan asked further: "Brother, this ring has a good shape and a domineering wording. Is there anyone in the market who is imitating it?"
"High imitation?"
Dong Qianli blew out another puff of smoke: "This is basically impossible."
"First, except for the top ten gambling kings and on-site witnesses, few people have seen this supreme ring in detail."
"How can someone who can witness it be so embarrassed as to wear a fake ring like this?"
"Second, this supreme ring is made of special materials and special craftsmanship."
"It is said that if you put it on a flame and bake it, the shadow of a flying dragon will appear, and the top ten gambling kings will bow to the young man in purple."
“It’s impossible for ordinary people to imitate ordinary craftsmanship.”
"Third, even if the Supreme Ring can be imitated, not many people dare to do it."
"The top ten gambling kings are very secretive about it, and they would like to smash it to pieces and spread its ashes."
"As long as someone comes out wearing this ring, regardless of whether it is true or false, the top ten gambling kings will kill him without mercy."
"When chasing the young man in purple, the top ten gambling kings secretly ordered that he be destroyed along with his ring."
"Tell me, who dares to imitate this ring and who dares to wear it?"
"This is simply risking your life for the limelight!"
He suddenly remembered something and reached out to take back the photo in Ye Fan's hand: "Brother, just look at the ring. Don't imitate it just to look cool, it will cost you your life."
Dong Qianli was worried that Ye Fan would get into trouble, so he kindly reminded him not to mess around.
"Tsk, I'm thinking too much."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "I'm not a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, so I'm not that easy to be in the limelight."
He hasn't completely figured out the details of Dong Qianli, so he won't talk about the Supreme Ring casually.
"That's right, brother, you look like you're going to do something big."
Dong Qianli also laughed: "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to bid for the Jin Mao Hotel."
"I'm just a white glove guy. I have a big shot behind me, so it doesn't matter whether I can win the Jin Mao Hotel or not."
Ye Fan laughed again: "Brother, you have to find a way to persuade your sister to leave as soon as possible."
"Although I don't know Brother Hao, he must have done something to establish his authority after being in jail for so long."
Ye Fan reminded: "I'm afraid you will be used to scare the monkeys."
Dong Qianli's smile dimmed: "I can abandon the shop and run away at any time, but this girl won't listen to advice..." Ye Fan couldn't interfere too much with the other party's family affairs, so he left the lottery shop with a few words of comfort.
Then, he got into the car and took out his phone to call Song Hongyan.
He told the woman about the Supreme Ring and the young man in purple.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan took a lunch break at 701. He just woke up when he heard a knock on the door.
Then a shout sounded: "Azu, Azu, Jackie Chan is coming, Jackie Chan is coming!"
The dazed Ye Fan suddenly woke up, rushed to the door and opened it.
Sure enough, Nangong Youyou was hanging on the security door with both hands shaking.
Ye Fan was startled: "Why are you here?"
When she saw Ye Fan, she rushed forward, looking like she was crying with joy: "Brother Azu, it's so good to see you again."
"I heard that you were in a boat collision. I was so sad that I didn't eat for a whole day."
"My arms and legs have lost a lot of weight. Look, my arms look like lotus roots."
She sobbed and said, "I can hardly lift the hammer."
Ye Fan picked her up and said, "Are you the only one who came to Hengcheng?
Aren’t you taking care of Xiaoxiao?”
"Brother Azu, why do you only care about Xiaoxiao and them?
Can't you just care about me?"
Nangong Youyou looked at Ye Fan eagerly: "I haven't eaten for a whole day because of you, I haven't eaten for a whole day..." "There are pork knuckles in the kitchen, stew them for lunch, go and eat them yourself."
Ye Fan felt a pain in his head. Knowing that he couldn't ask anything, he threw the little girl into the hall.
"Whoosh——" Nangong Youyou immediately changed her face, stumbled into the kitchen, and started eating with a rice cooker.
Ye Fan wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head helplessly, and then faced Song Hongyan who appeared in the corridor.
The woman was still holding Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.
Seeing Ye Fan, Ling Xiaoxiao greeted him obediently: "Hello, brother Fan."
"Smile, I haven't seen you for a few days, you look beautiful again."
Ye Fan smiled and touched the little girl's head: "Come in quickly, haven't you eaten yet?
Come, there is something to eat at home."
He sent Ling Xiaoxiao into the hall and got her food.
After arranging Ling Xiaoxiao, Ye Fan raised his head and looked at Song Hongyan: "Why did you call Youyou and Xiaoxiao over?"
"The Supreme Ring is of great importance, and there are two little girls left on the island, so I'm not too worried."
Song Hongyan smiled: "I'll ask Nangong Youyou to bring Xiaoxiao over."
"Too."
Ye Fan nodded: "Youyou is so unreliable. If you don't keep an eye on the island, something could happen easily."
"This is Xiaoxiao's ring. Let's see if it is the same as the supreme ring you mentioned."
Song Hongyan closed the door, then took Ye Fan to the kitchen, took out a ring and gave it to Ye Fan.
It's the one from Ling Xiaoxiao.
Ye Fan took the ring and examined it carefully, becoming more and more sure that it was the same as the picture he saw.
But he didn't say much, he just put the ring into a porcelain bowl and burned it with a fire starter.
At this point, not only did the color of the ring change, but the words "King of Kings" also disappeared.
Then, a flying dragon appeared inside the porcelain bowl, and its shadow danced on the wall of the bowl, which was very vivid.
On the ring surface that originally bore the words 'King of Thousand Kings', dozens of smaller words appeared.
The names of the top ten gambling kings including Ling Guojiang are clearly visible on it.
They all respect "Zhu Qier" as the king of gambling.
"Zhu Qier, Zhu Qier..." Ye Fan said twice: "It turns out that the young man in purple is called Zhu Qier."
He turned off the ignition, the shadow of the flying dragon slowly disappeared, and the ring returned to its original color and words.
"The craftsmanship of this ring is amazing."
Song Hongyan couldn't help but praise: "The caster is really a strange person."
Then she reacted with joy on her face: "This also means that the ring really belongs to the young man in purple?"
"It should be the Supreme Ring."
Ye Fan nodded: "Just Xiaoxiao, where did you get it?"
"What is her relationship with the young man in purple?"
Ye Fan had curiosity in his eyes.
"I learned some things on the way to pick up Xiaoxiao from the pier."
Song Hongyan whispered: "She doesn't know the young man in purple, nor does she know the Supreme Ring."
"This ring was given to her by an old one-armed concierge at the orphanage..."
