Chapitre 142: Sticking a wedge in between

"That profound armor...."

After a great mental debate, the Crown Prince still decided to ask hesitatingly.

"Profound armor?" Mo Si sneered, "Your Highness Crown Prince, have made a mistake? You caused such a commotion and problem in Thousand Treasure Pavilion. Do you think that the Master will still sell you the profound armor? Isn't this a bit too much!"

Being so ruthlessly ridiculed by a lower class bodyguard, the Crown Prince could not continue to remain here. He did not where he would put his face.

But he was just too unwillingly. That profound armor…...after dreaming about it for so long, and seeing it just about land in his hands…...due to a moment's brainlessness, slipping right through his fingers…...

If he had heard Manager Sun's words earlier, then he would only needed to use ten million silvers. Then he would have obtained it.....