After hearing Binglong's words, Xiu Yiming looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Do you think that if two people don't have a good first impression, will they have time to see what's inside the other person?
What was your first impression?
Appearance and temperament.
Even if the other person has the best character and the highest level of refinement, but looks like Pigsy from Journey to the West, would you want to marry her?
Time will tell, but if you don't even bother to improve yourself, they won't even give you that chance.
The ice dragon opened its mouth.
I feel like there's some truth to what they're saying, but something about it doesn't quite feel right.
"So, what does the senior think I should do?"
Xiu Yiming immediately smiled broadly upon seeing the ice dragon "listen to advice".
She put her hand on his shoulder and gave him a lecture, as if she were someone who had been through it all.
"Don't worry about this, leave it to me."
Although Binglong thought it was unreliable for this Pixiu to raise children, he was still someone who had once won over a wife.
She even had a child.
Your methods for pursuing a wife must be pretty good, right?
He nodded, somewhat bewildered.
Xiu Yiming received a satisfactory answer and immediately smiled.
He grabbed the ice dragon by the collar, showing no trace of the elder's kindness, and roughly carried him away.
Ice Dragon: ? ? ?
Ice Dragon: ...
Suddenly I feel like I've boarded a terrible pirate ship. Is it too late to get off now?
Xiu Yiming had the Instant Flash skill, so he carried the Ice Dragon into the clan's imperial treasury and threw it hard onto the ground.
He said to the stewards standing nearby, "Dress him up, he looks awful."
I want the kind that's shiny and sparkly, the kind that's impossible to look away from!
Several stewards received orders and bowed deeply to Xiu Yi.
He picked up the ice dragon and went into the treasure vault.
After a series of chaotic sounds, the treasure vault finally came to a stop.
What emerged was a golden mass.
Ice Dragon was dressed in a golden Taoist robe, wearing a nine-dragon golden crown, golden shoes, and a golden purse, needless to say.
Even his face was painted with dragon patterns.
He walked out with a complicated expression, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Are you sure about this?"
Won't that Pixiu think I'm a nouveau riche?
His entire body was covered in gold; even if he were a dragon who loved gold, he would feel that the nouveau riche's aura was too overwhelming.
He's already developing into a chubby, ugly guy.
Xiu Yiming crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw the ice dragon emerge.
The voice sounded somewhat disdainful as it said, "Your demeanor isn't very good; you're far inferior to your ancestors."
I remember when your ancestor wore this outfit, his aura was absolutely awe-inspiring.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have fought him and stripped his clothes off to keep as souvenirs.
Wearing this outfit is like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes.
They don't match at all.
He looked at it for a long time, and finally concluded with a sentence.
"What a waste of this outfit."
Ice Dragon: ...
If he weren't outmatched, he would have loved to scratch the man's face to shreds.
And what do you mean by saying he doesn't have a good temperament?
This outfit is clearly too tacky; it looks tacky enough, yet people still wear it.
It's obvious that things won't get better.
And did he hear some incredible news?
How did I get this outfit?
He's not very bright, so he wants to choose selective deafness.
Otherwise, if this matter were to reach the clan's territory, he might have to be silenced by his ancestors.
In a bad mood, he said, "Senior, I don't think your idea is right."
Before Xiu Yiming could finish speaking, his face immediately darkened.
Who are you calling incapable?
Ice Dragon: ? ? ?
Xiu Yiming looked at the bewildered Ice Dragon and said coldly, "Forget it, you can't pull off this outfit at all."
I overestimated you.
With a wave of his hand, he said to the other main pipes, "Go and get him a different gold one; he can't afford it."
It's made of flowers, right?
This outfit is quite eye-catching.
If spending money doesn't work, then this dragon is useless; we might as well disable it.
She couldn't help him keep his daughter, yet she coveted her.
Such a demon should die early and be reborn.
May he tremble in the underworld for 18 years, and may he never go near his daughter in his next life.
Before Binglong could react, several stewards grabbed him and dragged him back into the room, giving him a good thrashing.
Finally, someone emerged wearing a long, wide-sleeved, bright red robe embroidered with large red and gold peonies. The front of the robe barely covered the navel of an ice dragon.
Her clothes seemed about to slip off her shoulders, and her long, snow-white hair was loosely gathered up, looking as if it would soon fall apart.
Xiu Yiming scanned the area up and down with his eyes.
He stroked his chin and nodded slightly.
"It's alright."
He's got that kind of drive.
Upon hearing their clan leader say such things, the stewards beside him all lowered their heads, wishing they could shrink into quails.
It definitely has that kind of energy.
It's that kind of worldly, gritty vibe.
Dressed like this, and placed in a glamorous, bustling place, they could easily solicit customers.
Although Binglong had never been to those chaotic places, he still felt like something was off.
With a somewhat uncertain voice, he asked, "Senior, do you really think this will work?"
Why do I feel a chill in my chest, like air is being forced in?
Xiu Yiming rolled his eyes.
With his shirt so open at the chest, how could he not feel the wind blowing through his chest?
He said nonchalantly, "That's fine."
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