"Put these on." Shang Xin Lei tossed the new clothes in her hands to Yan Qing.
"I'll change when I get back..."
"Put them on." Shang Xin Lei said flatly, "If they don't fit, I'll have someone alter them right away. That'll save us the trouble of going back and forth. I hate hassle."
With her putting it that way, Yan Qing could only accept. There was no need for a grown man to be so fussy, so he took off his upper garments and wiped the sweat and blood from his body to avoid staining the new clothes. Shang Xin Lei had brought him a black long coat with golden patterns and a deep-blue robe patterned with clouds. The fabric felt extremely high-end at a touch, the sort of custom-made clothing one could not even find a way to buy. When Yan Qing put them on, he found that they fit perfectly—comfortably loose without hindering his movements.
"They fit perfectly." Yan Qing was very satisfied. Until now, he had always worn Night Four's clothes because their builds were similar. "They don't need altering."
Shang Xin Lei stared at him for several moments, then pursed her lips. "I'm glad they fit."
"Could you buy me a few more sets? The same style would be fine. Or you could tell me which shop you bought them from, and I'll send someone to buy them."
"We'll talk about it later." She glanced at Yaoshi Yuan's door and suddenly said, "By the way, I was actually joking yesterday."
"Huh?"
"About becoming a cook to repay the debt to the Earthly Fiend." Shang Xin Lei drew circles on the ground with her toe. "My cooking isn't particularly good. No matter how many meals I make, they couldn't equal one Earthly Fiend. Besides, there are