"Master, have a smoke, hehe."
Haizhu came over, pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, took one out, straightened it with his hand, and respectfully offered it to the Sorcerer Supreme. Then he took out a disposable lighter and lit it for him. "Want some sunflower seeds? I'll have them buy some for you."
"No, I'm not an idiot. I'm not eating your sunflower seeds. And don't all go making a fuss. We're family, so don't stand on ceremony. Sit down." Su Ming waved at the Four Pillars, signaling for them to take their seats. With the cigarette they had given him between his lips, he looked Liu Haizhu over before pulling out the equipment he had prepared long ago from his waist pouch. "Here, Zhu Zi. This set of clothes and this cloak are for you. Try them on."
A dark blue mage robe and a red cloak identical in style to the Cloak of Levitation, though without any magical abilities. Once Haizhu put them on, his image instantly changed from that of a farmer to a professional mage.
The straw hat came off too. After using Monark's beard wax to give the young man a slicked-back hairstyle, Zhu Zi looked like another Strange within seconds.
The only mismatch was that he wore a mage robe made of premium materials while standing in muddy yellow rubber shoes, but it was not a big problem.
"Oh, how could I accept this? Hehe, Master, you're even giving me clothes. Thank you!" Haizhu spoke Mandarin with a rustic accent as he touched his robe, feeling its silky texture. Seeing the envious looks from his four followers, he scratched his head and grinned sheepishly.
"Consider it a meeting gift from me. The others will get one too if they pass