“Seriously…”
Lun Tai put on a piece of armour over his body and moved for a bit before frowning. He said, “The defensive capability of this item is too low. I can rip it apart with my bare hands.”
“Don’t think too much about it, big bro,” said Bei Tai with a casual expression. “This is made with the smelting techniques of the medieval era after all.”
“However, I feel that this William is not a bad character,” said Lun Tai. He jutted his head outside the tent and checked the outside area. After determining that there was no one around, he turned back, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one for himself and threw the pack to Bei Tai.
After lighting up the cigarette, Lun Tai took a puff and slowly said, “He has a bit of the magnanimity of a King. Additionally, he is also quite generous.”
