"Is this what they call a 'wedding dress'?" Kong Ci gently poked the white gauze dress on the model with her finger, as if testing some unknown creature. "There's so little fabric. Can people really wear this?"
The bridal shop assistant's smile froze on her face. I quickly stepped forward to explain, "My fiancée grew up in a... um... traditional family."
This was Kong Ci's third time coming to the modern world, though the first two visits were brief. Ever since the Spacetime Administration granted me a monthly fifteen-day cross-world travel pass, we had begun planning to hold weddings in both realms. The martial arts world was simple enough—we could just follow Jianghu customs—but the modern world left Kong Ci completely at a loss.
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