Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue dug up the wrong grave, and I ruthlessly controlled her.

"That moon-white long dress is nice; it's elegant yet luxurious, and it suits my usual style perfectly."

Qian Renxue couldn't help but comment.

"Too bland."

"You usually dress quite elegantly; it's time to change to something more impactful."

Fang Yuan immediately rejected it.

"The kind of impact you're referring to isn't those gaudy, tacky colors, is it?"

"I don't want to dress like a peacock with its tail feathers spread out, parading around in the street."

Qian Renxue frowned.

"Don't worry, my taste isn't that bad."

Fang Yuan's gaze lingered in the store for a moment before finally settling on a black robe in the corner.

The robe was woven from dark black brocade.

The collar and cuffs are embroidered with subtle dark gold patterns.

The lines are sharp and bold, giving people a sense of understated sophistication.

"This...this is a man's robe, isn't it?"

"Besides, black is too somber and doesn't suit my style."

Qian Renxue said with some surprise.

"I'm wearing it, not you."

"Black is slimming, and most importantly, it's understated and can hide your sharpness."

Fang Yuan responded indifferently.

"Makes me look thinner? I'm not fat to begin with!"

Qian Renxue instinctively retorted, but couldn't help asking curiously, "Why did you choose this one? There are plenty of more gorgeous and exquisite clothes in the store."

"Gorgeous doesn't equal beautiful, and exquisite doesn't necessarily mean practical."

"This style is loose and comfortable, allowing for unrestricted movement, which is much better than those long, slouch dresses that make you walk very carefully."

Fang Yuan said meaningfully.

"I didn't expect you to be so practical when choosing clothes."

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment.

I have to admit there's some truth to that.

While her custom-made gowns were undeniably gorgeous, they were restrictive in many ways, and even more cumbersome during fights or emergency maneuvers.

"Otherwise what? Only a fool would only look at a product's appearance without considering its usefulness."

Fang Yuan turned to the shop assistant and said, "Wrap this one up."

"Alright, please wait a moment, esteemed guest!"

The shop assistant rushed forward, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

Just as I was about to pack it up, I heard three slightly hurried footsteps outside the shop.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan walked in together.

Hu Liena wore a fiery red outfit that perfectly accentuated her shapely figure.

A pair of captivating peach blossom eyes swept across the entire room, carrying a natural allure and arrogance.

Xie Yue was still dressed in a moon-white robe, exuding an aloofness that kept strangers at bay.

Yan was dressed in heavy armor, with a burly build and a face that carried a hint of unruly ferocity.

"I'll take this dress."

Hu Liena's gaze was instantly drawn to the black robe in Fang Yuan's hand, and her tone carried an undeniable forcefulness.

"I'm very sorry, this customer has already made their selection, and this is the last item in our store."

The shop assistant pointed at Qian Renxue and said cautiously.

Hu Liena's gaze followed the shop assistant's finger to Qian Renxue, and she looked her up and down.

The woman before him was dressed simply, yet she exuded an air of nobility, and her beauty was so stunning that it was mesmerizing.

Especially those dark eyes, clear yet unfathomable.

However, her demeanor was too aloof, making her seem like an innocent noblewoman.

"You're a woman, you can't wear men's clothes, what are you doing occupying them?"

Hu Liena's tone carried a hint of condescension and disdain.

Fang Yuan didn't say anything, only a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm going to buy this for my brother."

"Name your price, and I won't haggle over any amount of gold soul coins."

Hu Liena frowned, her tone growing increasingly impatient.

Fang Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids. He took the packaged robe from the shop assistant and turned to leave.

"stop!"

"Nana wanted to discuss this with you properly, what kind of attitude is this?"

Yan strode forward and blocked the doorway.

"I'll say it again, name your price, I'll pay any amount of gold soul coins."

Hu Liena's expression appeared calm, but she was already feeling some anger inside.

Fang Yuan's gaze slowly swept over Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, his eyes filled with a playful smile, as if he were looking at three clowns jumping around.

"Since you've put it that way, I won't make things difficult for you."

"One hundred million."

These three short words struck the three of them like a thunderbolt.

"One hundred million?!"

"Are you deliberately making fun of me?"

Hu Liena's voice suddenly rose, her face filled with disbelief.

She had never been so thoroughly fooled in her life!

One hundred million gold soul coins—even an elder of the Spirit Hall might not be able to come up with that much at once.

This woman in front of me is clearly deliberately making things difficult for me!

Hu Liena looked Qian Renxue up and down again.

The other person was dressed simply yet exuded an air of nobility, and possessed an exceptionally beautiful appearance that drew attention; clearly, they were a child of a prominent family.

But this is Spirit City, the territory of the Spirit Hall!

Even if the princess of the Heavenly Dou Empire came, she would still have to give Hu Liena some face!

Just because she was Pope Bibidon's personal disciple!

"Are you deliberately picking a fight?"

"Just a nobleman with a little money, and he dares to put on airs in front of me? Does he really think Martial Soul City is his backyard?"

Hu Liena took a step forward, her tone carrying an undisguised threat.

"She doesn't recognize me? Good, it saves me from getting into too much trouble regarding my identity."

In the soul world, Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, watching the farce unfold with great interest.

"I'm someone who really hates trouble."

"But I'd be happy if trouble came knocking."

Fang Yuan's voice was chilling.

"Looking for trouble?"

Fang Yuan glanced at Hu Liena indifferently, his disdain undisguised.

"If you don't have money, don't pretend to be rich. It's ridiculous to use your status to intimidate others."

Hu Liena was so angry that her chest heaved violently and her breathing became rapid.

When had she ever been so looked down upon by such an unknown nobleman?

Even the elders of the Spirit Hall have to treat her with respect. How dare an unknown junior be so presumptuous!

"I'm only speaking to you politely because I respect you as a woman. Don't be so ungrateful!"

Hu Liena's tone suddenly became assertive, and a sharp aura enveloped the entire shop.

"Listen carefully, I am Hu Liena, the personal disciple of His Holiness the Pope!"

"I'm taking this dress today!"

"If you know what's good for you, hand over your clothes now and apologize to me, and we'll let this go."

"Otherwise... don't blame me for using the power of the Papal Palace to charge you with disrespecting a disciple of the Pope and showing contempt for the Spirit Hall!"

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.

Who in Wuhun City doesn't know how prestigious Pope Bibi Dong's personal disciple is?

Ordinary nobles would be too busy currying favor with them to dare to provoke them.

This noble lady probably doesn't know Hu Liena's identity, which is why she dares to be so presumptuous. She's probably going to get herself into big trouble!

Xie Yue stood to the side, a mocking smile playing on his lips, clearly not taking this "ordinary nobleman" seriously.

In his view, the other party would be so frightened by Hu Liena's identity that they would obediently hand over their clothes and beg for mercy.