The crowd's murmurs and Mo Qi's taunts made Wang Hao flush with embarrassment.
This suit of Mystic-Level Armor was a gift from Wang Xinglong for self-defense. He had subconsciously summoned it earlier when he sensed danger.
It was indeed excessive, but what was done was done.
Wang Hao took a deep breath, retracted his Armor, and said, "Mo Qi, don't get cocky. I was just careless a moment ago. I don't need Armor to deal with you."
BOOOO~
Another wave of boos erupted from the crowd below.
He had already used it, and now he was calling it carelessness? Did he have no shame?
Mo Qi chuckled. "When it comes to being thick-skinned, you've got me beat. But I'd advise you not to be so absolute. You should probably put that Armor back on. You know, to keep from being 'careless' again."
