"Is it too long? I'll get a shorter one for the Daoist." Hua Shang's voice came through.
"..." Li Zhibai.
Listening to the woman's slightly amused voice beyond the screen, Li Zhibai was momentarily speechless. By now, she had a general idea of what kind of personality Tong Jun's daughter had.
Referring to her as Daoist, but... is this how one treats a person of the faith?
Fortunately, Li Zhibai knew she wasn't a true Kun Dao, just a lazy woman who liked wearing a Daoist robe.
She wasn't even fond of wearing it, merely accustomed to it. As the saying goes, new clothes might not be as good as the old ones, but for a woman filled with lethargy like Li Zhibai, old clothes were the best.
So, she wasn't against short skirts; she just preferred to take things step by step.
Even though she intended to change slightly in front of the drastically transformed Tong Jun, it was certainly not like this...
