Zhou Yan smiled again, "Yes, Aunt is right, but I want to leave the things with you. This ring is not as safe as the magic weapon that is bound to your soul."

"You little fellow, you are so narrow-minded. Fine, I'll put them on the grassland first. When the natal lamp in the old wooden house is taken away, these two wooden houses will be yours to use.

By the way, your uncle said that my ring recognizes its master, which is very different. It can control the things inside at will. I didn't dare to ask how it controls it. He thought I kept my natal lamp in the ring.

Xianxian looked at Zhou Xiang's finger in surprise, "Does your ring recognize its owner?"

Zhou Xiang nodded, "Yes! Let me tell you how I got this opportunity. You also know Ma Shasha, right? She..."

Xianxian and Zhou Yan, mother and son, opened their mouths in shock. "This, this, the Wang family is hopelessly stupid. No wonder they produced a poisonous and foolish offspring like Ma Shasha! This magic weapon of yours is truly your opportunity, an opportunity given to you by the Wang family themselves."

"That's right." Zhou Xiang was extremely proud.

"Then my uncle-in-law also has one?"

Zhou Yan thought of his uncle who always wore two rings on his fingers, just like his aunt.

Zhou Xiang nodded, "Yes! You can't tell anyone, your grandma's mind often wanders."

Zhou Yan nodded. "This kind of thing depends on chance. My uncle-in-law got your approval and the ring. That was his chance."

Xianxian came back to her senses. She could only envy other people's opportunities. "How about you try taking my natal lamp and see if you can fit it into your ring?"

"What if it's destroyed?" Zhou Xiang didn't dare to try.