"I have to say, you in that outfit really do look like one of those ancient generals, all valiant and ready for war!"
Beside him, Dong Muyun observed Su Ping.
Mounted on 'War Wolf Old Sha,' Su Ping wore what could only be described as luxurious soft Scale Armor, crafted from the scales of Ironrock Giant Lizards. He even had a mechanical firearm holstered at his waist.
The Beast Master Association of Jianghai had authorized him to use Mechanical Weapons after the last assassination attempt on him.
Behind Su Ping was a dense pack of wolves, thirty or forty strong.
A pack of this size would likely cause an unimaginable disturbance if it appeared on the streets, especially in a bustling district. Fortunately, they were in the suburbs, specifically within his own Pet Beast base.
Su Ping snorted. "What do you mean, 'look like'? I *am* going to battle!"
