"..."
Qing Sun, the special envoy, gave a cold smile, showing no gratitude as he dismounted from his horse.
"You are the Fire Saint Body by birth. Once you shed the Fire Scale Armor, you might encounter 'Fire Devouring'."
Yuan Jimo lowered his brows and took out a pouch from his embrace, "I have requested some talismans from the Refining Department. You should carry them with you, so if 'Fire Devouring' erupts, you'll be able to suppress it in time. It's better to be safe than sorry."
With a smack,
a crisp sound rang out as the pouch was mercilessly slapped away, falling into the mud.
"..."
Yuan Jimo silently watched the man in the heavy armor.
After dismounting,
the Qing Sun special envoy still stood a head taller than Yuan Jimo.
He looked down at the head of the Imperial City Department and mocked, "Yuan Jimo, this is no longer the Imperial City... Aren't you tired from keeping up this facade for so long?"
