C83 The Atmosphere Gradually Changed and the Peace Was Broken

As the clock neared six in the evening, Xiaoming, clad in an ill-fitting suit, strolled down the street with Baihe. He fidgeted with his tie and collar incessantly. Despite the suit being custom-made by Nan Yue, it seemed Xiaoming just wasn't cut out for formal wear.

Baihe, on the other hand, was adorned in a cherry blossom kimono. It had been ages since she last donned traditional attire