Rubbing his palms together, Han Muye murmured softly.
Within his palms, a faint golden flame rose.
However, he didn't use the flame to burn the Battle Armor, but merely made the armor obedient.
To upgrade and modify the Battle Armor, money was required.
After carefully studying the battle armor and feeling that there were no more secrets, Han Muye raised his hand and returned the armor to Du Yunzhong, then turned and left.
As he turned around, the cloud dragon in the sky dissipated.
All those below level five couldn't see the blood-red scene anymore, only Du Yunzhong holding his armor pieces tightly, staring intently at Han Muye as he walked away.
Was there no battle?
Or had there been one?
As for those level five powerhouses, they all looked at Han Muye as if they had seen a ghost.