After confirming that Fu Qian didn't need to change clothes, Ji Liushuang asked him to wait a little.
A moment later, Ji Liushuang came out with a completely different look.
She'd changed out of the clothes she'd worn for ease of movement. In their place was a pure white lace gown, relatively modest in style and decorated with golden threads in the shape of flowers. It looked both luxurious and elegant.
It was rare to see Ji Liushuang in this style. She seemed to be interpreting the idea of a saintess in her own way.
At the same time, she looked far more like a young lady from a powerful family.
Of course, in Fu Qian's estimation, she probably still had a sword hidden beneath the dress.
"Let's go."
Ji Liushuang didn't seem to think much of it. She gave Fu Qian a slight nod, then went ahead to lead the way.
"Liushuang, Professor Andir, you're here."
There was something to be said for dressing well. Ji Liushuang had never been lacking in presence, even in her everyday clothes, but with this look she practically commanded the room. For a moment, even Fu Qian looked like her sidekick.
The proof was that as soon as they entered, Old Man Ji Xun unconsciously placed her name first when greeting them.
"Sorry for the wait."
Her tone was gentle, though not particularly apologetic. Ji Liushuang nodded slightly and took a seat nearby before looking at the unfamiliar face in the room.
He was a man who looked to be around thirty, with features much like the other members of the Ji Clan. Both his hands were covered in black gloves, and he was sizing her up with a smile.
"Hello, Liushuang."
The moment she looked his way, he greeted her without