"Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration? We're all country folks who dig for food in the soil, what's with dressing up all fancy?" Qiao Xiaomai said.
"To blind them with our brilliance."
"No need, my face alone shines brighter than any fancy clothes could hide," Qiao Xiaomai said, raising her hand to touch her face.
Hmm, just as smooth and tender as always.
Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang looked up, his gaze settling on her face. "Clothes make the man."
"Those are just accessories. I've always relied on my looks to wow people," Qiao Xiaomai said with a raised eyebrow.
Unable to suppress a smile, Tong Sanlang asked, "What about the incident with Princess Bai Zhi?"
"Because she cares about her face, I used mine to strike hers. This time, those aristocrats couldn't care less about looks. In their eyes, no matter how fancy we dress, we're still lowly upstarts," Xiaomai retorted.
