After a soul-enriching nap which lasted for a little more than two hours, Yi Chen freshened up and soon changed into the only set of decent clothes which he possessed.
"If not for Zhou Mei, I would have no choice but to wear my regular dull clothes to the banquet tonight," Yi Chen chuckled to himself as he adjusted his robes in the mirror.
After ensuring that it was properly worn and the creases were minimal, he finally left his room to call Qin Yao.
"Brother Qin, are you ready yet?" Yi Chen asked as he slid open the door to his room.
Qin Yao, who had been too engrossed in applying cosmetic products on his face, was taken by surprise.
"A-Ah, Brother Chen…you're already ready?" he asked with surprise as his other hand was holding onto a cylindrical case containing powder. He had been applying it to his face a second ago.
"…"
When Yi Chen saw this scene, he froze in his place.
'What the hell is going on in here…'
"Mhm? Is something wrong?"
