Clothes make the man; fine feathers make fine birds. Lu Bei changed into a dog of a yamen runner's uniform, boosting his appearance and aura by a thousand percent. He had the potential to transition from a pretty boy to someone who effortlessly lived off a woman, and he just wanted to find someone to lavish him with praise.
Not much, three days and three nights would suffice.
The five death warriors couldn't squeeze out a single fart in three sentences, and the Golden Scale Thin Snake could only hiss. Aside from mirrors showing who the most handsome man in the world was, the only person on this boat Lu Bei could show off to was She Xuan.
Chapter 97