"Hahaha, brat, you actually failed to completely refine that secret treasure?"
"This is simply a heaven-sent opportunity for me."
"Among everyone here, only my Great Dao of Li Huo has been cultivated to perfection; that treasure should be mine!"
Ximen Qing spoke, casting a look of greedy temptation on Xia Feng's body, as if wanting to see the appearance of that secret treasure through his clothes.
Xia Feng felt a chill from that stare, his skin crawling with goosebumps.
The Golden Crow Armor continuously sent waves of sensation to Xia Feng, seemingly wanting to devour the fire in front of it.
Xia Feng could clearly perceive the emotions conveyed by the Golden Crow Armor.
That devouring was driven by greed and hunger, and certainly not by the Golden Crow Armor wishing to betray and choose a new master.
However, Xia Feng's eyes darted about; though his body leaned towards Ximen, following the Golden Crow Armor's force, he appeared completely out of control.
