"That was fast."
Su Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.
Fu Su said, "Leng Ziling has already looked for this many times. It's natural that he would eventually find it."
"Where's Yuchi Xiu?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
"At the back," Fu Su replied.
The armor was too heavy. After a while, Yuchi Xiu calmly entered the tent.
He placed the armor on the table and said with all his might, "I'm not panting… I'm not panting…"
Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Wei Ting could not move at this moment and could only look at them.
"Shall I open it?" Su Xiaoxiao asked him.
"Yes," he said.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the cloak first.
When he saw the familiar golden armor, Wei Ting's throat immediately swelled and hurt. His eyes were red and watery.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the armor that was faintly emitting killing intent and righteousness even though it was covered in dust and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow."
