Zephyr Combat Boots

"Hmm?" Xia Fei huffed. The old man quickly scurried over to pick up his golden vase, as well as that transparent bracelet, while thanking Xia Fei profusely.

"Old man, do you mind letting me take a look at that bracelet?" Xia Fei asked.

"Have a look over here. I still have to tend to my stall."

Xia Fei nodded, following him to where his stall was set up. The old man handed the bracelet to Xia Fei and sat back down on his seat, wiping the sweat on his brow.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Phantom curiously wondered.

Xia Fei pointed at the bracelet's symbol and answered, "No, I don't recognize the bracelet, but I do recognize this symbol. If I'm not mistaken, this ought to belong to a fairly decent equipment company from the ancient civilization, which specializes in the production of stealth products."

"Do you mean to tell me that this is a stealth bracelet made by the ancient civilization!" Phantom gasped.