章 52: King of Silver Horn

"Wear this!" Chu Feng laid down a robe made of the beast’s skin. The workmanship of the robe was not the excellent kind, because it was simply a combination of a few patches of wasted clothes pieced together to form a larger patch.

Yellow Ox’s fur shone with a golden luster. It was also smooth as a satin of silk. The bold luster of its skin stood out like a sore thumb when positioned against the backdrop of the dull and monotonic forest.

If the calf were to be allowed to swagger into the forest with this eye-catching appearance, everyone who saw it would take it as a mutated beast. It would be endless troubles for the pair to deal with.