Qian Renxue, standing nearby, was immediately astonished. Smiling, she said, "Husband, this is the first time I've seen you give such high praise to a suit of armor. Yuehua's armor has such terrifying defense. Mother, if we give it to Junior Sister, we won't have to worry about her being attacked by Title Douluo-level soul masters. The danger she faces while carrying out missions will also be greatly reduced."
Only after hearing Qian Renxue's reminder did Bibi Dong come to her senses. That's right—if Nana had this armor to protect herself, she would no longer need to fear attacks from Elder Hall members. Combined with the protective treasure she had given her, it would not be difficult for her to kill a few elders in return.
Bibi Dong looked at Huang Tian eagerly and asked, "Husband, can you make a suit of armor like this for me? I want to give it to my disciple, Hu Liena, so she can avoid being attacked by elders at the Title Douluo level."
"If you want my armor, just take it. It's useless to me anyway." Seeing Bibi Dong ask Huang Tian for such armor, Tang Yuehua felt there was no need for her husband to make another suit. If Bibi Dong wanted it, she could simply take hers. This armor was of no use to her anyway; the armor she wore had to at least be capable of defending against attacks from late-stage third-level gods.
"Ah, Yuehua, are you sure?" Bibi Dong looked at Tang Yuehua in surprise, unable to believe that she would simply give her such precious armor. This was her first suit of armor, carrying extremely precious sentimental value.
"I'm sure. This armor is useless to me. Its defensive power is still too low." Tang Yuehua nodded and smiled.