Time passed swiftly, and it had been three days since the highly anticipated public appearance event of the Beichuan Divine Society finally began.
Beichuan Si dressed himself in hunting attire at his own pace, and to prevent his identity from being revealed, he even covered his face with a white mask devoid of any patterns.
"I prepared much better things!" Qiuxiao Yunai exclaimed loudly from beside him.
"..." Beichuan Si glanced sideways at the large pile of items next to Qiuxiao Yunai.
From the decorative buttons on the hunting attire to the grand headdresses and ribbons, honestly, the items prepared by Qiuxiao Yunai were dazzling to the eyes and, at a glance, made Beichuan Si feel an intense sense of discomfort.
Beichuan Si preferred attire that was plain and simple, even for such occasions; he did not need all these miscellaneous props.
