Fu Qingyang raised his eyes to look. What Yuanshi held was a pure black cloak embroidered with golden cloud patterns—gorgeous, elegant, and exquisitely textured.
Leaving everything else aside, its handsome, retro style alone made Money Prince, who cared greatly about appearances, light up.
"Armor?"
No wonder Yuanshi wanted to give it to him. Defense truly was a Swordsman's greatest weakness.
But in Money Prince's view, across the entire Spirit Realm, Earth Monsters had the strongest defense among all classes. As for item types, armor reigned supreme, followed by sturdy protective gear such as Yuanshi's heart-protecting mirror.
This cloak was certainly stylish, but judging by its design, its defense would not be especially strong. It likely had other functions besides defense.
As he pondered this, Fu Qingyang's gaze shifted upward toward his trusted underling.
That expression on Yuanshi's face... Fu Qingyang paused.
Mischievous, confident, lewd, and maliciously amused, with a faint hint of schadenfreude hidden beneath it—it was as though he was waiting to see Fu Qingyang embarrass himself.
Before a Scout, Zhang Yuanqing's little thoughts were as obvious as lice on a bald head.
Fu Qingyang looked again at the splendid cloak, and his expression turned serious.
He knew Yuanshi's personality well. For this boy to look so "ill-intentioned," the cloak in his hands had to be extraordinary—and carry some special significance.
Fu Qingyang straightened in his chair and accepted the cloak. After several seconds of silence, the item's attributes appeared.
The first thing he saw were the words "Court Swordmaster Cloak," and he immediately understood. So it was an item for the Scout class—no wonder Yuanshi had given it to him.
He glanced over the item description, but when he looked at the [Remarks], Fu Qingyang's pupils contracted sharply.
—All skills of Scouts, Swordsmen, and Puppet Masters increased by