Mu Qingping's face turned green. It was clear that Xia Fei's blunt words had inadvertently enraged her.
As the saying went, words from the loyal soothed, while the truth was unpleasant to hear. There was nothing wrong with speaking the truth. If there was any error here, it was that the listener was a woman from a noble and esteemed background, who had a taste far superior to the common crowd. Xia Fei had undoubtedly hurt Mu Qingping's self-esteem.
Just as he was thinking of how to deal with the enraged Mu Qingping, Xia Fei suddenly spotted a very different suit of armor beneath a Chinese hemlock tree, which drew his attention.
Just when he was going to inspect it, Mu Qingping finally exploded.
"Hmph! What qualifies you to judge the worthiness of a suit of armor? Even if the demands on the body are harsh, there's nothing wrong with that! If you can't wear it, you can only blame your body for being too lacking, for being unworthy of possessing it!"
