Yang Xiao now confirmed that, although these cloth shoes were powerful, they also came with demanding conditions; not only did they require a considerable amount of spiritual power to use, but they also required the wearer to keep the tips of the shoes aimed at the enemy for a prolonged time, which was fatal in a dire combat situation.
Nonetheless, he couldn't deny that the shoes were a good magic artifact, Fierce Grade at the least. Even if he didn't use them himself, he needed to kill this person and take them. Perhaps one day, he could trade the shoes for a treasure that suited his own use.
Facing the Tang-suit man's stalling tactics, Yang Xiao pretended he hadn't seen through them and touched his chin, saying, "Since you're willing to back off, that's naturally for the best. I don't wish to make enemies with the various heroes, but as a newcomer, I don't have a foothold. You'll have to carve out some territory for me."
"Certainly, certainly," the Tang-suit man agreed readily.