Hu Tangdi glanced at She Jinxing's hurried departure, then at the Divine Lord. He felt that the Sect Master's fainting was not ordinary; otherwise, given the Divine Lord's usual attitude towards the Sect Master, he would never have been so cautious.
So, what serious thing happened that caused the sect leader to faint?
Just as Hu Tangdi was about to ask, Shang Lin spoke first, saying, "With all these bags, how many clothes did you buy for me?"
"Ah, not many, I suppose." Hu Tangdi immediately came to his senses. "Xing Tian said that the sect leader has been wearing school uniforms for the past two years, so he bought a few more."
Shang Lin was really having a headache thinking about how her health had been acting up lately, and how her clothes would tear whenever she had a problem... After all, buying clothes costs money.
Before, with Qiu Niang around, she would make clothes for me. The fabrics were comfortable and inexpensive, and most importantly, she was good at making them. But clothes bought outside...
Haha, that's quite a guy.
Any clothes with a brand name are ridiculously expensive for a student. What's worse, some of the clothes are so poorly made that they look like they were made by a complete novice in a beginner's village. I don't even know how they got put on the shelves.
As for shoes, needless to say, after all, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Clothes can be bought on sale, but shoes must fit properly. No wonder people nowadays are reluctant to have children; it really takes a lot of money!
Of course, these are not things that Shang Lin himself knows or has experienced, but rather things he heard his classmates complaining about. After all, not every classmate is as indifferent to what clothes they wear as he is.
Oh, Fan Mingyu is also among them. After all, he is a rich second-generation, so he naturally knows more about the finer things in life than Shang Lin. Of course, the source of this knowledge is unknown, since Shang Lin wouldn't bother to ask.
However, Shang Lin took the clothes that Hu Tangdi handed him, but did not see any price tags, so he asked with some curiosity, "Xing Tian must have spent a lot of money again?"
Hu Tangdi immediately laughed and said, "I don't know about that. I'm just a messenger. But the sect leader rarely buys clothes, so even if he does, it's only right."
Shang Lin smiled helplessly, "I wear so many clothes, it would be a real shame if I bought expensive ones and they got damaged."
"Sect Leader, there's no need to be so frugal. We're all working hard to earn money. How could we not have money to buy you clothes? Besides, you earn even more from alchemy and talisman drawing. Why are you being stingy?"
The Divine Lord hurriedly chimed in, "That's right, that's right. You are the sect leader of our Yuntai Sect. If you don't dress properly, no one will even look at you properly outside."
Shang Lin looked at the God-King with some surprise, "The God-King also judges people by their appearance?!"
This is unscientific. No, the existence of the God-King is unscientific in itself. It's amazing that he would care about such trivial matters.
The deity retorted eloquently, "Who doesn't judge a book by its cover? It's just a matter of how strong or weak they appear. After all, some people are human, while others are just wearing a human skin."
Shang Lin, "..."
The sharp-tongued deity is back!
Hu Tangdi hurriedly said, "Sect Leader, please try on these clothes. If any don't fit, I can take them back. I'll go out now."
Shang Lin immediately got out of bed, and the Divine Lord also floated to the side. Don't ask why he was floating; it's because he's still in the form of the Tower Spirit. It's not that he doesn't want to use magic to transform into his past life's appearance, but rather...
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