They laughed gleefully, without any sign of restraint.
Being Spirit Guards as well, they felt Chu Honglin was approachable, one of their own.
Chu Honglin said, "It's a kind of treasure clothes, Flowing Cloud Treasure Clothes."
As he spoke, a box suddenly materialized in his hand.
The box was not large, only two feet square, entirely dark gold in color, with an antique aura.
The purple-gold box shimmered with a dusky luster, seemingly cast from purple-gold, its texture and weight palpable.
"Bang!"
The purple-gold box landed on the ground.
"Open it," he gestured.
A handsome young man stepped forward to open the box, discovering it was indeed made of purple-gold, extraordinarily heavy.
Inside the box lay gold-red clothes, reminiscent of clusters of sunset rays.
"One piece per person, exactly eight pieces." Chu Honglin said.
While the eight were retrieving the Flowing Cloud Treasure Clothes, he spoke with Chu Hongfeng.
