Confused, he looked at his senior sister, but his slightly tipsy senior sister just said,
He lifted it with both hands, shook it a bit, and the appearance of the Golden Silk Soft Armor was completely revealed before them both. Upon closer inspection, even the fingertips infused with Spiritual Energy gave it a fierce poke!
It was unharmed, and even the Spiritual Energy circulated within, suggesting it could even enhance cultivation speed when worn.
"Senior sister, this Golden Silk Soft Armor seems fine... Holy shit!"
There, he found the problem.
Eyes wide, he directly held the armor against his body to size it up, and then Jiang Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.
It could barely cover his belly.
Yes, this Golden Silk Soft Armor could only cover the belly.
Soft armor is indeed elastic and fits closely, but how can it be half the size too small?
Let alone himself, even for a female like his senior sister, it would probably be impossible to wear; squeezing into it would likely be extremely uncomfortable, the muscles on his cheeks twitching. No wonder that old fool was so enthusiastic, constantly chatting about family matters.
So, you’re feeling guilty, huh?
What made Jiang Feng most unacceptable was finding that the chest area of the armor was slightly looser, which nearly made him pass out in frustration.
It was a woman’s model!
"This Flying Light Sword and Golden Silk Soft Armor, they must be crafted by Zhang Buren for his precious granddaughter. She was small and frail in her youth yet skillful with a sword, and it’s even the Swordsmanship from our Swordmaster Peak.
"Usually, Zhang Buren’s reputation in the sect isn’t that great, faultless though he may be, but he always likes to snatch little advantages. However, I never expected this old crook could actually give away something his granddaughter outgrew."
"Truly a tight-fisted old miser. If it had been Jiang Xian going there, I wouldn’t have said much, since it could still be of use."
"But it was you who went; what use are these scraps to you? If I were there, I’d probably smash his shop."
Although Liu Tangxi dresses conservatively on normal days, never revealing her figure, one could still tell her build was indeed lithe, and her expression... was indeed not too pleasant.
"Senior sister, please calm down. If worst comes to worst, we’ll just cease to have dealings with him from now on. Please don’t actually go smashing his shop."
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He knew Liu Tangxi’s personality well and clearly understood his senior sister could really do it.
The two got a bit closer; he could distinctly smell the alcohol on his senior sister, not knowing with whom she had such a vigorous drink today.
He massaged his throbbing temples; Liu Xianzi seemed somewhat sobered up, then continued, "Forget it, you’ve received the gifts. Tomorrow you should take this Soft Armor and Soft Sword to Jiang Xian, that girl has been sulking all day."
"Cough, don’t worry."
"Tomorrow you go to Chi Xiao Peak... no, I will personally accompany you to Chi Xiao Peak, and have Master Ming personally forge a fine weapon for you. Speaking of which, what type of Longsword do you want crafted?"
Her voice carried a hint of curiosity.
It is a common practice for masters to give gifts to newly admitted disciples, after all, it’s their disciple, and since she knew him, Liu Tangxi admittedly never had anything decent to offer her junior brother.
Without a suitable weapon, how could Jiang Feng overcome his enemies?
Be it a Longsword, Heavy Sword, or Flying Sword, Liu Tangxi naturally knew them all, but she still didn’t know what path her junior brother truly wished to take.
After all, only he could decide such matters.
But the youth just straightened his spine, flipped his palm, and the item he took out made Liu Xianzi momentarily blink her eyes in astonishment and confusion.
It was not a treasure sword he had used before, nor a trophy taken from Wu Mingsheng, but...
A ragged piece of iron wire.
"Senior sister, I want to have this item reforged, exactly as it is."