Mo Ge is an eccentric old man; if he takes a liking to someone, he could freely give away a Magic Battle Robe, but if he is unwilling, even if you present ten thousand Purple Gold Coins before him, he remains unmoved.
Dark Gold looked at the Magic Battle Robe in his hand and found it completely different from the robes he had seen before—lightweight and refined, appearing as if they were crafted by Elves.
Could it be that old fellow Mo Ge, at an age almost stepping into the coffin, had further improved his Artifact Refining skills?
Never advancing earlier, nor later, but just when this girl, resembling an Elf, appeared, he had a breakthrough?
Dark Gold glanced at Yun Sheng and saw she was also wearing a Magic Battle Robe; upon closer inspection, Dark Gold's pupils suddenly constricted.
His original dual pupils eerily merged into one, forming a deep brown eye shadow.
Hiss--
