A rank 9 martial artist!
This was what Yang Tian had hoped for! Facing Elder Qin’s expectant gaze, Yang Tian nodded his head vigorously.
Elder qin smiled and said, “Be careful on the way. Grandfather has prepared some things for you.”
After elder Qin finished speaking, Butler Wu walked over with a silver-white box.
Coming in front of Yang Tian, butler Wu opened the box. Inside was a set of black armor.
Old Qin said with a smile, “This armor is made from the skin of the winged snake that you brought back. Although your own defensive ability is not bad, after wearing this armor, your safety will be more assured. Come, try it.”
This black armor was not as gorgeous as the armor that Qi Xun and Wei Zhong wore, which Yang Tian had seen before. Moreover, it did not have a helmet.
Yang Tian’s clothes were very thin, so he did not need to take off his clothes and quickly put them on.
