Duan Rong found a suitable weapon, feeling quite exhilarated.
He came out of the weapon shop and went straight into a clothing store, picking out a set of clothes for himself.
As the saying goes, "Clothes make the man, just like a saddle makes the horse." Since he was going to enter the Taiyi Sect this time and didn't know what kind of situation might arise, choosing a decent outfit for himself wasn't a bad idea.
In the clothing store, Duan Rong looked at himself in the copper mirror, dressed in trimmed ornate robes, exuding a somewhat noble aura.
Duan Rong nodded in satisfaction and pointed at the clothes he had just taken off beside him, saying, "Boss, please take care of these old clothes for me."
Duan Rong paid the silver coins and walked out in style, dressed in fine robes and carrying the Minghong Saber, truly looking quite the gentleman!
Having finished these errands, Duan Rong returned to Liu's House and tried out the saber in the courtyard.
