"How could spiritual garments be so easy to find?"
"Am I the same as everyone else?" Liang Qu brooked no argument. "Try them on. If anything doesn't fit or feels uncomfortable, have Clan Leader Quan make another batch. Don't refuse to wear them. Not wearing them is wasteful, and waste is shameful."
Unable to argue with him, Long E Ying reopened the suitcase with a flushed face, randomly grabbed one, and went next door—to Liang Qu's room—to try it on.
"The mirror's in the cabinet!"
"I saw it!"
Click.
The clasp twisted open.
"The Merfolk's craftsmanship isn't bad."
Liang Qu lifted the suitcase lid, leaving a narrow crack. His eyes widened in amazement. He had only given a rough style and size, with no idea what the Merfolk would actually make of it. Yet now, there was even lace trim! No wonder they were the ones who could draw inferences from one instance and had proactively suggested the Grand Theater.
"What good thing did Elder give Sister E Ying this time? Everyone who sees it gets a share!"
"Exactly! What good thing is it? Let us see!"
Smack! Liang Qu shut the suitcase.
"Why'd you close it?"
Long Yao and Long Li set down the porcelain dolls in their hands and crowded around him from both sides, trying to pry at his fingers.
Liang Qu held it firmly shut. "You'll get styes if you look!"
The two people had the strength of Galloping Horse, yet they could not pry it open at all.
"Eek, there's something fishy going on!"
"Elder definitely gave Sister E Ying something improper again. You bully her all day long! Just wait until First Elder hears about this!"
"You were left unsupervised for over a month, and now you're climbing onto the roof to tear off