"Why are you dressed like this?"
After welcoming them in, Li Ye curiously asked, "I remember only the Central State has a Dynasty, why are several Taoist friends dressed in this way?"
"Uh."
Duan Jiurui felt heartache when this topic was brought up.
She replied helplessly, "True Man Suoxing from your sect and my master made a bet, my master lost. As a result, True Man Suoxing asked us to wear these and come help you."
"..."
Li Ye could only awkwardly smile.
Thinking if his master suddenly asked him to change into some clothes, as long as it wasn't too outrageous, he would comply—masters in this cultivation realm are truly like mentors and fathers.
Repaying the debts of a father is naturally a righteous duty.
Wait.
That's Li Ye's master, how could he lose?
Wei Qingye couldn't hold back his laughter.
Sword cultivators and Body cultivators from the Spirit Refining Sect somehow don't get along well, and seeing them embarrassed, he couldn't hide his schadenfreude.
