How do you make clothes out of five leaves?
Tang San had her own ideas.
She split two of the leaves and used them for the top.
The remaining three leaves were just enough to cover the front, back, and bottom.
Frankly, it was way too conservative.
Xiao Yexuan glanced at it, frowned slightly, then pointed at the clothing made from Blue Silver Grass that Tang San had taken off—the one woven by A-Yin.
"Xiao San, these two outfits look worlds apart. I'm seriously starting to doubt you even made this Blue Silver Grass one." he said with dissatisfaction.
Hearing those words, Tang San's heart skipped a beat. That outfit was made by her dear mother.
How could Tang San's handiwork possibly surpass the craftsmanship of a mother's love?
Even if Tang San used the exact same Blue Silver Grass and weaving technique, she knew it wouldn't feel the same.
That was a mother's love—so meticulous it defied logic.
Besides, Tang San really wanted to say: it's just five leaves, alright? The key parts are barely covered—you expecting haute couture here?
She really wanted to argue with Xiao Yexuan and explain her point.
But Xiao Yexuan's face was stone-cold. If he didn't like it, he didn't like it—no room for explanation.
And if anyone needed to listen, it was her.
Tang San trembled in fear. She was terrified that Xiao Yexuan might really see through the fact that the Blue Silver Grass outfit wasn't made by her, and find out it was actually made by her mother.
She clearly knew what would happen to Xiao Wu if she were caught—being treated like livestock, fed Blue Silver Grass daily…
And that wasn't even the worst of it—she'd be subjected to inhuman torment every single day.
Just thinking about it made Tang San abandon any idea of resistance. She hurriedly took off the five leaves she was wearing.
Tang San began measuring and sketching on the leaves. In terms of design?
She had little to no fashion sense—but when it came to crafting hidden weapons, Tang San was a master of intricate mechanics.
If she could assemble such tiny components into deadly tools, a few leaves weren't going to beat her.
She sliced the leaves and began recombining them. She figured she could pull this off.
Tang San didn't say a word, just kept her head down and worked hard.
Xiao Yexuan, standing to the side, wasn't the least bit impatient. He was just waiting for this little rascal to finish and put on the outfit.
In the end, Tang San actually pulled it off!
A single piece of fabric could be sliced into countless fine threads.
Even if there were gaps between the threads, they'd be small and not easily seen through.
Better yet, a surface made of fine threads looked more expansive—easily doubling the visual coverage compared to a whole piece.
Tang San used this exact method to slice the leaves into thin strands.
It turned into a fringed outfit—like a leafy tassel dress.
The parts that couldn't be cut became the structural backbone of the outfit, placed at strategic locations.
Some areas had flowing tassels, but three crucial points were tightly secured by the leaf bones.
Not a single corner could lift out of place.
Tang San, dressed in this breezy, delicate leaf outfit, stepped before Xiao Yexuan—she looked just like a forest sprite.
Xiao Yexuan was utterly delighted.
"Master nya~! Do you like this outfit nya~?"
Tang San batted her eyes at Xiao Yexuan, but inside she was full of scorn.
She firmly believed that with her figure, face, and this outfit, no man could resist her charm.
Even this small-time Xiao Yexuan, her so-called "Master," was now totally under her spell.
"Xiao Tang San, do you realize what you're doing? You're trying to seduce me into enforcing justice on the spot! Is that what you want?" Xiao Yexuan smirked mischievously.
Tang San panicked, rushing to grab the original Blue Silver Grass outfit and cover herself.
That one thing—was absolutely forbidden.
"Heh! Xiao Tang San, you really don't trust me at all. I told you before: as long as you don't commit some monstrous crime, I won't lay a finger on you. So, what's with all the fear? Are you hiding something?" Xiao Yexuan's eyes sharpened, as if they could see straight through her.
Tang San almost fainted. Did he figure out the truth about her mom?
That would be a disaster.
Wait—Tang San quickly calmed down. If Xiao Yexuan really knew, he would've acted already. The guy was ruthless and direct—no hesitation.
The fact that he was being all cryptic and threatening meant he was bluffing.
If her mental game was weak, she would've confessed everything right there and begged for mercy.
'Hmph! Trying to bait me? Nice try. Too bad I came prepared.'
Then Tang San dropped to the floor, shaking her head vigorously, tears in her voice:
"Master… M-Master nya~! No, it's not like that nya~! I… I trust Master so much nya~! Whatever Master says is law, nya~! I… I just… covered myself like that not because I doubted Master's virtue, but because I—I felt too unrefined, nya~! I didn't want to offend Master's eyes, nya~!"
"Master… sob nya~!"
In the end, she gave Xiao Yexuan an aggrieved look—this was full-blown role reversal.
Xiao Yexuan burst into laughter. What had Tang San been through to make her, the image of purity, say things like that?
Did A-Yin really give her that much confidence—emotionally speaking?
That thought made Xiao Yexuan even more pleased. The more Tang San leaned on A-Yin, the more shattered she'd be once A-Yin was taken away.
Hahaha! Let the storm rage on.
Xiao Yexuan patted Tang San's head and said with a laugh:
"Haha, my little kitty—actually, you got it wrong. I like your unrefined side."
Tang San pouted. How despicable. Was he really going to make her dress like this every day?
Then again… it would make going to the bathroom while gaming easier.
No worries about staining clothes and spending forever washing them.
So Tang San said sweetly:
"If Master likes me dressed like this, then I'll dress like this for you every day, nya~! Heehee, nya~!"
"Then I'll look forward to it." Xiao Yexuan grinned.
"But…" he added, suddenly changing the subject, making Tang San tense up—please not something bad.
Still, Xiao Yexuan looked way too happy—it probably wasn't anything terrible…
Right?
(End of Chapter)