Tingzheng wore a lotus green cloud-patterned robe, dark boots, his hair secured with a jade hairpin carved with a tiger pattern, and a short sword at his waist.
Yueyao was very pleased: "Very heroic." The years of military training had proven effective, Tingzheng's appearance hadn't changed, but his demeanor had transformed greatly. Moreover, Tingzheng always wore a stern face outside, letting others know he was not someone to be trifled with, making them dare not harbor any disrespectful thoughts.
When Tingzheng saw Yueyao was about to see him off, he quickly stopped her: "Sister, I'll be back soon, no need to see me off."
After Tingzheng left, Yueyao curiously said: "Why don't I sense any shyness or nervousness from Tingzheng?"
