After donning the black and red dress, Loran Hill's reflection in the mirror took on a dark, young ladylike image. The main red skirt had a black hem with pleats at the bottom, followed by another red hem, five layers deep. Red and black roses, in contrasting colors, adorned the sides, creating a lush and beautiful image. Compared to her usual subdued image, this attire projected an aggressive, bewitching allure.

"Wow, Luo Lan looks like a completely different person in this outfit."

"That's amazing, there's no sense of disobedience at all."

"Maybe Roland has a hidden dark side."

"Be careful or I'll hit you." Loran Hill said unhappily.

“This one’s the one, it’s great!”

"Ask the boss how much it costs?" Several people began to urge Loran Hill to buy the clothes.

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"Sorry, this dress will have to wait a little bit because the boss specifically asked for it."

The clerk in the clothing store said he needed to ask the boss and asked the girls to wait for a moment.

After about 10 minutes, the sound of high heels came from the back door. When the door to the store was opened, a lady in a black and blue dress walked in, followed by the previous clerk. The lady was wearing a black veil and lace gloves, which made her look very mysterious.

"Madam, this lady wants to buy this dress. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance, so I asked her to try it on in advance."

From what the clerk said, it seemed that this dress could not be tried on casually, but why was it not stopped before, several people wondered.

"Hmm..." The mature lady, holding a slender tobacco pipe in her hand, looked up and down at Loran Hill for a long time, with inexplicable colors flashing in her eyes.

"Very good, no, I should say it's perfect." Finally, she showed a very satisfied smile.

"It's okay. Didn't I tell you before that if a very suitable girl comes to the store, I can make an exception. This time, I think you have good taste. Here you go."

After she finished speaking, she popped out a gem, and a faint blue light streaked across the air before falling into the hands of the clerk. The clerk thanked her again before leaving.

"I'm the owner of this shop, Servis. Do you want to buy this dress?"

"Yes." Loran Hill answered, surrounded by his companions.

"Yes, I carefully designed this dress. Many people have asked for it before, but I never found anyone suitable to wear it, so I kept it for a long time. I didn't expect to meet someone today."

"Because some extraordinary materials were used in its production, its value is no less than a gold-level extraordinary creation. If you want to buy it, you need to pay me 120 extraordinary gold coins."

"This price is so expensive."

Ni's eyes widened after hearing this. She had lived in poverty on the Gufia grasslands since she was a child. 120 gold coins might not be earned by anyone in her tribe in a year, but now it was only worth the price of a piece of clothing. Is this the world of the rich?

“It’s very cheap.”

Lettice next to her had a completely different opinion. The prices of several clothes she was carrying were even higher than this. In her opinion, the boss at least gave a half-off discount, probably because he saw that Roland liked it very much.

"It's indeed very expensive, Miss Letis. You don't understand the sufferings of the world at all." Alena complained from the side.

Seeing Loran Hill's hesitation, the proprietress guessed that the purchase was a bit difficult. Alas, how could a beautiful girl be troubled by money?

"If you can agree to one of my small requests, I'll give you this dress without any problem." The proprietress spoke again.

"What is the request?" Before Loran Hill could reply, the others asked curiously.

"After you put on this dress, let me find someone to draw a picture of you."

"Are you planning to frame it and put it in the store as an advertisement?" Loran Hill asked curiously. This method of promotion is understandable.

"No, no, no...that would be a waste of food." The proprietress waved her hand.

"I will keep it well as a collection."

"Perhaps you don't understand, but it's a very gratifying thing to design clothes that can be worn by the right person and fully express their temperament."

"Is that so..." Loran Hill nodded.

"Promise her, Roland. It's a good deal," Aliena encouraged. Such a good opportunity for free money shouldn't be missed. The other companions were also tempted. Except for Lettice, who came from a wealthy family, who didn't care much, the others were still distressed by the number of 200 gold coins.

"Okay, but I hope the portrait won't be made public," Loran Hill requested.

"Of course, I can guarantee that." The proprietress promised immediately, and then asked the clerk to pack the clothes in a special box to avoid them being crushed, and then handed it to Roland.

"Give it to me now?" Loran Hill asked curiously as he took the box.

"Well, I'll give this to you first. To paint your portrait, I need to contact an excellent artist. You can come back on your day off in two weeks. Remember to bring your clothes."

"OK."

The proprietress seemed certain that Loran Hill was not the kind of person who would just take things and leave, so she gave the dress to her without any worries, without even leaving an IOU or anything like that.

Afterwards, everyone bought some clothes before leaving the clothing store. They then went shopping for a while before returning to the meeting point and catching the bus to leave.

"By the way, what was the name of that store just now? I forgot to see it." Lily suddenly remembered something.

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