Meng Jingqi smiled and nodded, "Indeed, this is the Gold Silk Soft Armor."
In both her past and present lives, Yang Mengchen had heard about the Gold Silk Soft Armor, but had never seen it. She carefully took it out and spread it on the table, gently caressing the Gold Silk Soft Armor rumored to be made of rare Heavenly Silkworm Silk and gold threads. It felt cool and smooth to the touch, and the workmanship was exquisitely delicate—a true marvel of the world.
Sister Jin and Hai Tang were equally excited.
Especially Hai Tang, who couldn't believe she actually had the fortune to see the fabled Gold Silk Soft Armor, the treasure that martial artists yearned for in their dreams.
After a while, Yang Mengchen folded the Gold Silk Soft Armor and put it back into the brocade box, then looked at Meng Jingqi with curiosity.
