Li Zhaowen glanced at the letter, which contained many words from Changsun Wuchou, expressing worries that Li Zhaowen might be influenced, and hoping Li Guanyi would come to assist.
Li Zhaowen merely laughed nonchalantly, "Such trivial matters concerning the aristocracy of the Central Earth, the so-called alliance affairs, how could they possibly bind me?"
"Such roles as those of gluttons and idlers could never catch my eye."
"Changsun indeed underestimated me."
"However, inviting Mr. Li here ahead of time turns out to be quite good."
"Wu Gou."
Changsun Wu Gou approached upon hearing this, looked at Li Zhaowen with a bit of confusion, and said, "Erlang? What is it?"
Li Zhaowen put down the letter in his hand and laughed, "Thanks to your brother's blessing, something good has come, but I'm not adept at such matters. Wu Gou, your beauty and keen mind can help."
"Please select some women's dresses for me."
"I will try them on."
