Jimo Fan: ......
The following sentence is actually unnecessary.
Why would someone waste their precious time relaxing instead of making themselves miserable?
He flicked his wrist and looked at the robe in his hand.
The overall color is a light orange-red, as brilliant as the morning glow. It is designed like a short cape for easy wearing, with the hem of the fabric cut into an irregular shape, like surging waves or burning fire.
It is indeed a good product. Ji Yunhong treats his disciples much better than Shen Yun.
Although he didn't know what Ning Weisheng was thinking, Ji Mofan checked the robe and found no problems, so he put it on without any guilt.
Who cares what he's thinking? If there's a bargain, why not take advantage of it?
The clothes were probably altered by someone from Qifeng, as they fit Ning Weisheng's body perfectly, but were inevitably a bit too big for Ji Mofan, making him look like a child wearing clothes that belonged to an adult.
Ji Mofan himself didn't think there was anything wrong, but after he got off the flying artifact, the way other people looked at him became somewhat subtle.
In particular, another true disciple of Ji Yunhong who came with Ning Weisheng this time.
He came over and whispered in Ning Weisheng's ear, "Senior Brother Ning, did Ji Mofan threaten you in some way?"
"Why is he wearing the robes that Master gave you?"
Ning Weisheng glanced at Ji Mofan's retreating figure.
"You should behave yourself when you're out and about." He glanced at his junior brother beside him. "You should call him Senior Brother."
Junior brother: ...?
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