The man's tone was calm, yet he carried an innate air of superiority. After all, Mending Heaven Pavilion was the number one superpower in the South Pole Domain.
As Mending Heaven Pavilion's Holy Son, even though Bai Yu now held a certain status, there was still a gap between them.
That inner armor was something he had set his sights on long ago. He had personally approached the Crimson Flame Demon Wolf Clan's old ancestor several times to persuade him, yet the old man had refused to budge. Who would have thought that, upon arriving at the Starry Sky Ancient Road, he would actually prepare to sell it?
That was why he had acted directly.
In Mo Xinxuan's eyes, the inner armor was already his. How could he allow anyone else to lay a finger on it?
Hearing Mo Xinxuan's questioning, the old man surnamed Cang gave a disdainful laugh.
"How I deal with my own things is none of your damn business, is it?"
Clearly, there was some unknown grudge between the old man and Mo Xinxuan.
Bai Yu, meanwhile, wore an amused expression. Ever since becoming the Holy Heaven Cult's candidate Holy Son, people who tried to rob him openly by relying on their status had not appeared for a long time.
After all, those fellows from the Eastern Saint Domain were full of schemes, each one as sly as a monkey. Unless there was some conflict of interest that forced them to tear off all pretense, they truly would not do something like this.
Bai Yu shook his head and put away the items. Then he looked at Mo Xinxuan and spoke calmly.
"Fellow Daoist, you make a good point. Although these two items were fated with Mending Heaven Pavilion, they have now fallen into my hands,