Chu Feng's reply made Wang Erbao's body stiffen:
"Killed a Foundation Establishment Realm gangster, stripped it right off the corpse, hasn't even been washed yet, the genuine article!"
"Scared? If you're scared, you can give it back to me."
"This glove seems to be able to resist sharp weapon damage. The thug used the glove to block my knife slash."
"But in the end, I still killed him."
Wang Erbao disdainfully shook the glove, baring his teeth as if he'd rather bite a chunk out of Chu Feng: "Scared your grandpa, it's just filthy!"
"You didn't even think to wash it, disgusting!"
"So you killed a Foundation Establishment? Big deal, don't act all high and mighty with me, sooner or later I'll beat you until you're picking up your teeth off the ground!"
Though his mouth was full of complaints, he couldn't help but gleefully slip it onto his hand: "Is this thing as useful as you say? How about we test it with a slash?"
