"Your attire and the way you refer to yourself are quite unusual."
Su Lin patted the dust off his pants and stood up facing the Song Sisters.
The ancient-styled dress, along with the self-reference as a "little lady," momentarily made him almost believe he had travelled through time again.
After the apocalypse, although the revival of martial arts classics has sparked a retro trend, someone like Song Yiren who completely embraced ancient style was, in his impression...
Only the second time he's seen this.
Su Lin suddenly recalled another similarly-dressed Ni Yan, speaking in an archaic tone.
Could there be some other reason behind this?
"Is Young Master Lin curious as to why I am like this?"
Song Yiren's waist swayed gently, taking graceful steps forward, akin to a refined lady stepping out from an ancient painting.
Song Yiyi, on the other hand, pouted slightly, hiding behind her sister with a hint of lingering fear.
