Qin Yang put away the clothes, placed them on the bed, and since the washing was almost done, he dried himself off and changed into the suit.
Got to admit, Ruan Xinxue really knows how to pick clothes. The suit and shirt fit Qin Yang perfectly, though that tie was a real pain to knot, forget it, he decided to leave it off.
Clothes make the man, and saddle makes the horse. Qin Yang looked at himself in the mirror.
"Well, definitely a lot more handsome."
Qin Yang said with a somewhat narcissistic smile.
"But this blonde hair is a bit of an eyesore."
After a moment of self-admiration, Qin Yang slightly frowned and said.
Breaking through to the level of an Immortal Warrior was a new beginning, this blonde hair didn't fit the image and aura of a cultivator. Better to shave it off.
