Unlike the first and second floors, where bolts of cloth were displayed along both sides of the hall for customers to choose from, the third floor had been divided into private rooms, each specially reserved for a distinguished guest.
The furnishings and layout here were clearly a level above, and there were far fewer people than on the first and second floors.
"Brother Qian, this place looks very expensive. How about we go take a look at the first or second floor instead?" Man Yao blinked her innocent, slightly pleading eyes and said reluctantly.
Qian Xunji knew that Man Yao was worried he did not have enough money and was embarrassed to make him spend so much. Besides, the prices listed here all started at over a hundred Gold Soul Coins.
Yet Man Yao had been staring at one particular outfit in the hall for quite some time. Qian Xunji had noticed long ago.
"No need. We have plenty of money. Come on, let's go up and take a look." Qian Xunji was not wrong. As the Saint Son of Spirit Hall, he enjoyed the support of all its resources. He had at least a million Gold Soul Coins in his wallet, and since he never spent recklessly, he had more than enough money.
In the distance, dozens of different garments hung throughout the room, all styles suited for Man Yao's age.
"Man Yao, go pick out whatever clothes you like. Consider them a gift from me." A charming smile appeared on Qian Xunji's face as he spoke gently to her.
"Okay, thank you, brother Qian," Man Yao said.
Looking at the clothes that nearly filled the entire room, Man Yao experienced the feeling of being dazzled for the first time.
There were all kinds of styles on the racks—white,