A person relies on their attire, just as a horse relies on its saddle.
Once the finely crafted, exquisite clothing was on his body, Zhao Yan felt his entire aura shift.
"Looking good! Very handsome indeed—it was worth every one of those eight taels of silver," Zhao Gao exclaimed in amazement. He circled Zhao Yan several times, finding not a single flaw from any angle, which only deepened his admiration.
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