Lu Yin looked down at his clothes. They were a little... He only had a few styles to choose from, and they were all out of fashion. Come to think of it, why hadn't Zhaoran prepared some decent clothes for him?
Lu Yin remembered the bewildered look on Zhaoran's face and sighed. The Purple Mountain King's Mansion ought to find a female steward.
"You see? He's embarrassed. Hehe." The young woman giggled.
"He looks familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."
"Now that you mention it, he's ordinary-looking, but easy on the eyes. And he has a certain charm. Sisters, who wants to go flirt with him?" said a scantily clad woman, looking eager.
"Hey, don't get carried away. Your man might see you."
"There are nothing but pompous hypocrites around here. You don't often see a country bumpkin like this. Sis Ya, come take a look!" the young woman called.
The woman they called Sis Ya was looking over the Chamber of Commerce's directory. She glanced up helplessly. "Stop making fun of people." As she spoke, she glanced at Lu Yin without thinking. The moment she saw him, she froze, staring at him in a daze.
A few of the young women noticed that something was wrong with Sis Ya and hurriedly nudged her. "Sis Ya, what's wrong?"
Sis Ya blinked and hid the shock in her eyes. "Nothing. Anyway, what were you saying just now?"
"We said we wanted to flirt with that country bumpkin. Sis Ya, do you want to?" The scantily clad woman giggled.
Sis Ya's expression turned stern. "Don't say such things!"
The young women jumped in fright. They had never seen Sis Ya get so angry. She was their direct supervisor, and they all worked for a media outlet with considerable influence.