C1500

"Old fellow, are you sure you want to wear this to the city?" Wang Qian said as he looked at Wu Jiu behind him.

At this moment, Wu Jiu was wearing a grey cloth suit. Although he had tried his best to close the turtle shell, it still formed an outline on his back and he looked like a hunchbacked old man.

This set of clothes was no different from a beggar asking for food on the street