She always felt that Turquoise Pool's smile now was more annoying, slightly smug.
"I wove a trench coat for you with Mi'er metal," Yang Qinglan said, spreading her hands to reveal a black trench coat on her pale hands.
"You haven't cultivated?" Li Changzhou asked.
"You're always at the forefront in battles. What's wrong with spending a day weaving a coat for you? Try it on."
Li Changzhou put on the trench coat.
It was a medium-length, pure black, perfectly sized, and well-tailored coat that made him look even more dashing and elegant.
With his hands in his pockets and striding forward with long legs, his gaze a bit more casual, he had an indescribable air of ease and arrogance.
"It looks so cool! Qing Lan, I want one too!" Li Qianxia immediately said.
"Don't you have the Horned Robe? You have every style. Just upgrade it with Mi'er metal." While saying this, Yang Qinglan's gaze still rested on Li Changzhou.
"Nice," she smiled, "Very handsome."
