The High Priest turned to look at her.
"Change into this outfit before leaving."
Jiang Chenyu handed over the bag beside her.
"What you're wearing now isn't appropriate."
She eyed the ragged long robe the High Priest was still wearing, with bare arms and bare feet—only that somewhat dull-witted blond person just now would fail to see anything strange with it.
But it might also be because the tastes and aesthetics of people in this era are different from hers.
However... that doesn't mean she could accept it.
"Although you never care about others' opinions, at least you're a top figure from our place, and being so exposed is not quite right."
Exposed?
The High Priest looked down at their bare feet.
Does this count?
Jiang Chenyu: Your hands, your hands!
Alright, bare arms weren't really a big deal in their time and space, but wearing it on the High Priest, that was somewhat unusual.
Jiang Chenyu found it quite an eyesore.
