A treasure?
Gong Zi frowned, somewhat incredulous.
The iron garment that Gu Shen presented looked very ordinary… just a thin iron armor, something which the federation had plenty of advanced techniques for producing. The Gong Family could find ten thousand such garments.
Is this really a treasure?
He slightly moved his head and noticed that Shen Li's eyes beside him had widened.
When Gu Shen carried the iron garment out of the room, the eyes of the Iron Eater sparkled, gazing at the inanimate object unblinkingly... like a starving ghost who had seen a sumptuous meal.
"May I taste it?" Shen Li swallowed his saliva and politely made his request.
"You may not," Gu Shen politely refused.
Little Iron Man sounded somewhat aggrieved, and the body that had started to rise had to stiffly sit back down, but his eyes were still red, looking like he was struggling hard against his "appetite."
