Gu Chi had never dreamed that one day he would be associated with the words "bare shoulder half exposed." The moment he heard the rip of his own clothes tearing, he went dumb. His collar had split open, baring a large expanse of chest, while the torn fabric hung from his shoulder, on the verge of slipping off. He looked downright indecent. As the saying went, ginger grew spicier with age. He was embarrassed for only an instant before regaining his composure, calm and collected, his expression unchanging even as Mount Tai crumbled before him.
He lightly patted the startled warhorse beneath him, then calmly tugged the ragged cloth hanging from his shoulder back into place.
"My lapse in decorum before the throne was unavoidable. I beg my lord to forgive me."
Gu Chi had panicked at first, but soon realized he wasn't the only one in an embarrassing state, and calmed down. He even began admiring his colleagues, who still retained their mature charm. Gone was his earlier frail appearance, as if all his masculine vigor had been drained away. He stood tall and straight as a towering tree, his build sturdy and lean. Among Martial Gall Warriors, he was on the slender side, but he looked more sunlit and robust than a Literary Scholar, with the bearing of a Confucian General who excelled in both civil and military affairs.
Mm, even his voice sounded much deeper.
Shen Tang: "..."
Everyone around them: "..."
Gu Chi: "..."
He didn't understand. The whole army had changed, so why was his lord staring only at him? Was his physique especially outstanding? Chu Wu Hui was also disheveled. Wouldn't he be more interesting to look at? Speaking of colleagues, Gu Chi spotted Bai Su.
He gave her a faint smile.
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