Lu Qianqian's identity?

Chapter 33: Lu Qianqian's Identity?

Li Qingyang went down the mountain that very day, found a decent tailor shop in town, and paid a deposit. A few days later, over two hundred sets of sect uniforms were delivered.

When the money is right, things get done quickly.

Jun Changxiao ordered the disciples to change into their brand-new sect uniforms and then assemble at the Training Ground.

After a long while, the male disciples, led by Li Qingyang, arrived first. They were dressed in long purple robes over short tunics, with matching trousers, belts, wrist guards, and boots—all in shades of purple.

"Second Senior Brother, isn't this outfit a bit too eye-catching?"

"The collar of the short tunic is so wide that my entire chest is almost exposed. If we go out wearing this, people will definitely laugh at us!"

The disciples kept complaining.

The mainstream fashion on the Starfall Continent was similar to the ancient dynasties of Earth. The sect uniforms Jun Changxiao had designed were bright, minimalist, and unconventional, making them hard for the disciples to accept.

"Sigh."

Li Qingyang let out a sigh.

He had seen the sketches of the uniforms designed by the sect leader and thought he could adapt to them, but actually wearing them was still quite a breakdown.

Before long, the female disciples walked over from the Inner Court in groups.

They were wearing red short tunics with light gauze wrapped around their wrists and thin, long cords tied around their waists, perfectly outlining their slender figures. The knee-length skirts were short with no undergarments, and a pair of fiery red boots that reached above the knees made their legs look exceptionally long.

This female attire abandoned the cumbersome and baggy style of the continent's mainstream fashion, appearing light, minimalist, and heroic.

The female disciples Jun Changxiao had selected were all quite pretty. Dressed in uniform, their slim figures were highlighted, and one could only describe them with the word 'beautiful'.

"Wow!"

"The Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters look so beautiful!"

The male disciples huddled together, wearing silly grins on their faces, looking quite like a bunch of lechers.

"Senior Sister, they are looking at us!"

"Wearing clothes like this is truly embarrassing!"

Women on the Starfall Continent were relatively traditional, with most keeping their bodies covered up tightly. It was certainly difficult for them to accept such minimalist attire that resembled men's martial arts gear.

Deep-rooted, old-fashioned ideas made it impossible for the male and female disciples to adapt to the avant-garde, fashionable clothing designed by Jun Changxiao.

But they had to adapt, whether they liked it or not.

Because this was the order of the sect leader, and it could not be defied.

"The Senior Disciple Sister is coming out!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked toward the entrance of the Inner Court. They saw the beautiful Lu Qianqian walking out, wearing the red short tunic and fiery red boots, her willow-leaf brows tightly furrowed.

This woman usually wore white gauze robes, looking like a fairy who didn't eat the food of mortals. Now, having changed into the fiery red short tunic, she looked like a stunning, moving rose.

However... she was a rose with thorns, because her face was covered in frost, and her star-like eyes were filled with a hint of anger, as if burning with flames, which actually gave her a unique charm.

The disciples hurriedly looked away, secretly muttering to themselves, "Who made the Senior Disciple Sister unhappy?"

"Thud!"

Lu Qianqian stopped at the front of the Training Ground. Because she stepped down with too much force, the ground even trembled slightly.

The disciples behind her were so scared they took several steps back, maintaining a safe distance from the Senior Disciple Sister.

Li Qingyang shook his head. He knew that the Senior Disciple Sister was so furious because she definitely had objections to the sect uniform.

"Ahem."

Just at that moment, Jun Changxiao walked out from the main hall, wearing a long white robe and walking with a confident, wide-legged gait. He had a grey-white belt tied around his waist, and even his boots were white.

This custom-made sect leader's uniform was all white, and coupled with his decent looks, he looked quite like a dashing young master from a noble family.

"Not bad, not bad."

Jun Changxiao walked along, admiring himself, "Finally, I look a bit like a sect leader."

Suddenly, he spotted Lu Qianqian, who had already changed into the sect uniform. He cupped his chin and said, "A beautiful woman looks beautiful in anything."

But when he met Lu Qianqian's gaze and saw the flames erupting in her eyes, he involuntarily shut his mouth.

"Sect Leader."

Lu Qianqian said with a cold face, "I hate red."

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "Red represents celebration and vitality. Isn't it the color you girls like the most?"

"I hate it, I just hate it."

Lu Qianqian said.

The corners of Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

With all the disciples present, she wasn't giving This Seat any face at all!

Lu Qianqian also realized she had lost control of her emotions. She took a deep breath, her pretty face showing signs of struggle and pain as she said, "If the Sect Leader insists that I wear it, this disciple can only obey."

Although he often gave Jun Changxiao a hard time, he was ultimately his disciple; otherwise, he wouldn't have forced himself to wear the sect uniform he disliked so much while in his room.

Witnessing the strange expression on that woman's face, Jun Changxiao thought to himself, This is definitely not just a simple dislike for the color red. There might be an untold story behind it, one that is painful for her and which she doesn't want to recall.

"I understand."

He said, "Qingyang, go down the mountain and have your Senior Disciple Sister's uniform remade in white according to this style."

"Understood."

Li Qingyang turned and left, thinking to himself, What exactly is the Senior Disciple Sister's background?

During their time together, although Lu Qianqian was reticent, her demeanor revealed something extraordinary, suggesting she might have an unknown identity and background.

"Since the sect uniform has been put on, it means your life in the sect has officially begun. Starting tomorrow, your Second Senior Brother will be responsible for teaching your daily training."

Jun Changxiao announced.

Li Qingyang, who hadn't walked out yet, nearly tripped and fell to the ground.

Since coming to the sect, he had been responsible for renovating the Outer Court, helping to revise the sect rules, going down the mountain to order sect uniforms, and now he had to teach daily cultivation.

Am I a disciple, or am I a Hands-off Manager?

Sigh.

Li Qingyang let out a sigh and thought to himself, It feels like I've fallen into a trap.

"That will be all."

Jun Changxiao waved his hand and said, "You are all dismissed."

"Yes!"

The disciples received the order and scattered one after another.

"Qianqian."

Jun Changxiao said, "Come to the main hall, This Seat has something to say."

Lu Qianqian followed him into the main hall. As soon as she walked in, she said, "I offended the sect leader just now, and I am willing to accept punishment."

Jun Changxiao sat on the sect leader's chair, his right elbow resting on the armrest, his palm supporting his cheek as he said, "If This Seat wanted to punish you, I would have done so outside."

Lu Qianqian remained silent.

Jun Changxiao placed his other hand on the armrest, interlaced his fingers, and rested his chin on them, saying, "You've been in the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect for a while now, yet This Seat knows nothing about your identity as the eldest disciple."

He had finally taken this step.

He didn't mean anything by it; he just felt that as a sect leader, wasn't it only right to understand his disciples' backgrounds?

Lu Qianqian said, "My name is Lu Qianqian; that is my identity."

Jun Changxiao replied speechlessly, "This Seat means where you are from, where your family lives, how many people are in your family, and how many acres of land you have."

Lu Qianqian said, "I come from afar, my parents are both deceased, and I have neither fields nor land."

This answer was very perfunctory, and Jun Changxiao was very dissatisfied.

"Sect Leader."

Lu Qianqian looked at him, the coldness on her face slightly fading, and said in a profound tone, "Knowing too much about some things is not necessarily a good thing; it can be a disaster."

"A disaster?"

Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose and said, "That sounds quite frightening."

"Fine, fine."

He waved his hand and said, "Since you won't say, This Seat won't force you. Let's talk business: the daily cultivation of the female disciples will be handed over to you."

"The Second Senior Brother teaches the male disciples, and I teach the female disciples. What will the sect leader be doing?" Lu Qianqian looked at him.

"Ahem."

Jun Changxiao said, "I am, of course, responsible for supervision, and occasionally providing guidance to the disciples on their confusion and shortcomings in martial arts."

Lu Qianqian looked at him suspiciously. "I think the sect leader just wants to be lazy and act as a Hands-off Manager, right?"

"How could that be!"

Jun Changxiao feigned seriousness and said, "This Seat still needs to vigorously develop the sect and rely on you disciples to make the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect famous across the continent. How could I be lazy?"

"Famous across the continent?"

Lu Qianqian curled her lips and whispered, "Dreaming again."

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