Li Xiaoyao released those men, and Xiaoqing stood there, cutely furrowing her brow.
"I never thought there would be legends about me in this world." Mocking herself with a laugh, Li Xiaoyao glanced over her almost heart-enticingly perfect body and asked, "So, uh, did cultivators from your era dress like you do?"
Xiaoqing glared at him, saying, "Keep staring and I'll gouge out your dog eyes."
"Even if they were given to me, I wouldn't look." Mumbling softly, Li Xiaoyao said, "You can't go out dressed like this. You might not care, but if you walk down the street, you know what'll happen, you just saw it."
"Do you have any better suggestions?"
"Follow me."
Li Xiaoyao took her to a lingerie store, which was already closing, with the owner and employees fleeing the city.
Breaking into the lingerie store forcefully, Li Xiaoyao walked in and called to Xiaoqing, who was standing at the door in a daze, "Don't space out, come in."
