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Linfeng Hall, study room.
A wisp of pale blue smoke slowly rose from a golden bronze incense burner, exuding the lingering scent of sandalwood.
Suddenly, the smoke was disturbed.
Shen Qing walked in from outside the main door: "Master, did you call for me?"
Li Linfeng turned from his desk, holding a neatly folded golden vest in front of Shen Qing.
"What is this?"
"A Golden Silkworm Armor, impervious to water and fire. Wear it for protection."
Shen Qing accepted the Golden Silkworm Armor, finding it thin as gauze and cool to the touch.
The golden threads woven together were extraordinarily fine, emitting a golden sheen, clearly not an ordinary item.
His uncle, the Hall Master, was unexpectedly generous in giving it to him, leaving Shen Qing somewhat surprised.
Shen Qing did not hesitate, accepted it gratefully, and said, "Thank you, Master."
