If it were the Demon Suppression Golden Mace, the mountain lord definitely would not take it, as that item no longer belonged to the Old Gods of the Pond.
Of course, that child wouldn't lend it either.
But if it were just the Golden Armor Collection...
The mountain lord needed to compose himself to suppress the faint tremor in his heart. Then, with a solemn expression, he nodded towards Little Hongtang on the incense table, assuring her he would return it, before lightly flicking his sleeve to receive the tome.
His fingers gently caressed the golden-tinged pages, as if lost in nostalgic reflection.
After a long while, he slowly looked up. Amidst the swirling incense, his indistinct figure seemed to possess eyes with substance. He then gently raised his hand, lifting the Golden Armor Collection.
The pages RUSTLED as they turned, one after another. The dense incense coalesced around the mountain lord suddenly surged, vast and mighty, towards the Golden Armor Collection.
