The Way Things Were

Xu Yanwu insisted on this.

Looking at Xu Yanwu like this, Fu Hua always felt as though a flame was burning in his eyes.

Within that flame... her present appearance was reflected.

"But..."

Fu Hua swallowed back her initial hesitation when she saw the faint anticipation in Xu Yanwu's expression.

In the end... Fu Hua agreed and accepted the Grip of Taixu Xu Yanwu was holding.

"And... these."

As though he had suddenly remembered something, points of light gathered in Xu Yanwu's hand. Under Fu Hua's gaze, a red-and-white outfit appeared in his hand.

There were also many other accessories.

"Isn't this my outfit?!"

Fu Hua recognized the clothes before her.

They were the clothes she had worn as the Divine Land Immortal.

Fu Hua's face reddened, and she snatched the outfit from Xu Yanwu's hands. "Why do you... have these clothes?!"

"I just made them..."

At first, Xu Yanwu did not feel that there was anything wrong with what he had done. Then he realized what it meant to suddenly pull out a set of women's clothing.

It was like chatting with a girl about the past... then suddenly pulling out clothes she used to wear from your bag and asking her to put them on...

"N-No, no, no, no, no, no, no! It's not what you think!!!"

Xu Yanwu shook both his hands and head like a rattle-drum. "I just made these clothes! I haven't been carrying them around this whole time!!"

As if to prove his words, Xu Yanwu hurriedly raised his hand, and all sorts of items fell from it with a clatter.

"Look, I made all of these just now! If you don't believe me, just tell me what you want! I'll make it for you right now..."

"Enough."

Holding the clothes and the Grip