"Meow!" Gao Xiaomeng meowed in protest.
"The time is right. We're leaving now!" Fang Tangtang paid no mind to Gao Xiaomeng's complaints. She had already changed into an outfit designed for moving at night.
Gao Neng glanced over and sighed with genuine emotion. 'It really is nice to be rich.'
Fang Tangtang was wearing a black, form-fitting Battle Garment. Even though she was flat-chested, the tailored cut of the garment made her look fantastic.
It truly brought to mind the phrase: light and lithe.
"This outfit is for you. Get changed, quickly." Fang Tangtang tossed him a Battle Garment made of the same material. It was black, but completely non-reflective.
Gao Neng felt the material. It was soft, light, and breathable. Plus, critical areas like the vitals, groin, and throat had special reinforcement.
'Nice outfit.'
And it was a perfect fit, too.
