Li Xiu took a closer look and recognized the Demon Core as one of the highest-grade cores knocked off from the metal coffin. He had suspected it was an S-Class Demon Core before, but without the proper equipment to confirm it, Li Xiu couldn't be sure.
"As long as it works. You take a few Demon Cores from here as well, and if you need anything else, trade for it yourself," Li Xiu said.
Ximen Guan, unabashed, grabbed a handful of Demon Cores and left, saying as he walked, "Don't worry, I will definitely modify the Ghost-faced Magic Armor for you into the world's second-best armor."
"Why the second-best in the world, and not the best?" Li Xiu asked with a smile.
"The best in the world is, of course, the set of armor I crafted with my own hands. Are you sure you won't reconsider? You'll regret missing out on that armor for a lifetime," Ximen Guan tried persuading Li Xiu again.
"A person must keep their word, and besides, I'm very afraid of dying," Li Xiu laughed.
