As for Bai Xiaochun, he was still in his residence, his eyes bloodshot as he took a deep breath. Looking very serious, he said, āThe time has come.... When the warrior goes to battle, he must don his combat uniform!ā Rising slowly to his feet, he slapped his bag of holding, producing eight leather jackets. The jackets heād worn during his fight with the Luochen Clan had all been destroyed. These were new jackets, of higher quality and much more durable.
After somberly donning all of the leather clothing, he waved his arm.
āWhen the warrior goes to battle, he must have his armor!ā With that, a large wok flew out of his bag of holding. Big Fatty Zhangās wok had also been destroyed in the fighting with the Luochen Clan. This was a new wok that he'd acquired after his return. Looking very serious, he strapped the black wok to his back.
āWhen the warrior goes to battle, he must have a magical weapon!ā Even as the words left his mouth, he waved his hand, causing a little wooden sword to fly out, which he strapped to his left side. Next came the Golden Crow Sword, which he placed on his other side. After that came three more flying swords, which he strapped to his back. Finally was the Divine Crane Shield, which he attached to his forearm.
However, he still didn't feel at ease. After putting on the bracelet from Li Qinghou, he stuck his chin up and began to walk forward solemnly. Clanging and clattering, he walked out of his log cabin.