"My name is Jewel." The little beggar responded in a low voice as she looked at Darryl. "Mister, I did steal two steamed buns, but the buns were only worth two pennies. The ring you gave to the restaurant owner could pay for thousands of steamed buns. Please, go get the ring back!"

Even though she was only a young lady, she was very knowledgeable.

Darryl's ring had exquisite workmanship. It was evidently not an ordinary item at first glance. They were mere strangers, so she wondered why she deserved such a big favor?

"You stinky beggar! Shut up!" The restaurant owner was angry. He had already gotten the ring, how could he give it away so easily? The owner glared at Jewel fiercely. "Scumbag! Do you think you have a say here? How dare you steal my steamed buns! I'm already doing you a favor by not killing you."

Jewel was not timid at all; she glared at him.

"How dare you glare at me? Maybe we did not beat you enough just now..." The restaurant owner rolled up his sleeves as he rush