Yan Qing sat with Cui Yanshu, Sun Mingyu, and Lin Feiyuan for a while. Having subtly and arrogantly shown off to his heart's content, and seeing Lin Feiyuan's sour lemon expression, with both Cui Yanshu and Sun Mingyu unusually silent, he enjoyed the moment before stopping the conversation and told the three that he planned to check out the kitchen.
Lin Feiyuan looked at him, about to speak yet hesitating, "Yan Brother, are you really going to the kitchen dressed like this? Maybe you shouldn't."
"Why not?" Yan Qing looked at him, puzzled.
Lin Feiyuan was sour as a lemon, reproaching him, "The Helmsman made these clothes for you with his own hands, the material is so fine, and the embroidery so elaborate and painstaking. Shouldn't you cherish them a bit? A gentleman keeps away from the kitchen."
