The headscarf tied around their heads was a rich green, without a hint of any other color.
"Ahem, not bad, Uncle Bai, what made you decide on this outfit today?"
Li Bai felt something was off and glanced around:
"Wasn't it because of Qian'er? I asked her last night about what to wear for today's formal event. Uncle needed an outfit that would look both dignified and eye-catching, respectable, yet with a dash of carefree charm, highlighting the unique style of a master."
At this, he sighed, waving his hands, "So she got this for me, bought it last time in Xingzi Town. She said it's the trending color... But honestly, does it really suit me today?"
"Ahem." Zhao Rong told himself not to laugh and to stay serious.
He coughed, keeping a straight face, gave a once-over to the swordsman clad in green, and sided with a certain confident little girl, "It's suitable, why wouldn't it be?"
