Ever since he was young, other than his master, no one of the opposite sex had ever bought clothes for him, let alone such high quality clothes.
"What's wrong? Not satisfied? "Ye Fan saw Akatsuki frown and asked.
"No." Akatsuki pretended to be calm and replied.
"That's good." Ye Fan continued to drink his tea.
"This one is …" Akatsuki found that other than the white robe that Ye Fan had made for her, there was another white robe in the bag. It was completely different from the one she was wearing. This white robe was very wide and was a man's style.
She picked up the wide white robe and turned to look at Ye Fan.
"That one is mine." Ye Fan put the teacup on the table and said quietly.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to make clothes for Akatsuki, he asked the tailor to make a set of Japanese white robes for himself according to the Japanese style. He also added a very wide white hat on the collar of the white robe.
His current identity was special and he had to keep a low profile.
However, with his silver hair and the nimble Baihu on his shoulder, these two characteristics would attract people's attention no matter where he went.
However, with this set of Japanese white robes, these problems were easily solved.
The white robe was very wide and the Li Fire Sword was hanging inside. It was impossible to see it from the outside. The wide hat was specially designed with a one foot long secret pocket at the back of the neck. This hat could not only cover his silver hair, it could also allow Baihu to hide in the secret pocket. It could shelter Baihu from the wind and rain, and it could also hide his figure. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Looking at this set of men's clothes in front of her, the smart Akatsuki immediately guessed Ye Fan's intentions.
At this time, his identity was very special. He was neither friend nor foe. It was very awkward.
The uncolored mask, the Japanese style white robe, the wide hat, these were all things to hide his identity.
"When are we leaving?" Akatsuki asked Ye Fan as she put away her clothes.
"We'll leave in two hours," Ye Fan said. "You should drink as much wine as you can in these two hours."
"Drink?" Akatsuki asked Ye Fan in confusion.
"The cloud path is not like the land path." Ye Fan took a small jar of wine from the table and looked at it. "Above the clouds, it is unusually cold. If you don't drink to warm yourself up, you won't be able to stand it." After saying this, he placed the wine jar in front of Akatsuki.
Yue Hongji frowned after hearing this.
Although she had never walked the Cloud Path, she still understood that it was lonely at the top. The distance between the clouds and the ground was at least several thousand feet. The temperature was so high that even a drop of water would turn into ice. Coupled with the high speed of flight, one would not be able to withstand it without a strong inner force.
Ye Fan asked her to drink to keep her warm.
From Akatsuki's point of view, Ye Fan was concerned about her.
"Bang." Akatsuki hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up the jar of Green Bamboo Leaf. She opened the wine seal, then covered her face with her long sleeve and began to drink from the jar.
Ye Fan quietly watched Akatsuki drink without saying a word.
The jar of wine was quickly emptied and Akatsuki's forehead began to redden. Her beautiful eyes were blurred with drunkenness.
Her alcohol tolerance was not high. One jin of Green Bamboo Leaf was her limit.
"Have you eaten?" Akatsuki, who was already drunk, asked Ye Fan. "I left some food and wine for you."
"I've already eaten." Ye Fan answered without raising his head.
He did not know why, but when he saw Akatsuki's eyes, he thought of his wife.
Their eyes were too similar.
"Oh." Akatsuki said as she opened another jar of wine on the table.
Ye Fan frowned. He stretched out his hand and the jar of wine on the table flew into his hand.
"You've drunk enough. You can't drink anymore." Ye Fan said.
"Is this okay?" Akatsuki said as she looked at Ye Fan with her beautiful eyes. Her face was red and her eyes were straight.
"It's okay." Ye Fan answered.
"Okay." Akatsuki answered.
The two were silent again.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Do you think it's troublesome to bring me along?" After a long time, Akatsuki asked Ye Fan.
This question stunned Ye Fan, who did not know how to answer.
"Is that so?" Seeing Ye Fan not speaking, Akatsuki looked up at Ye Fan with a burning gaze.
"Why are you asking this?" Ye Fan avoided Akatsuki's gaze and asked.
"You answer me first." Akatsuki stared at Ye Fan and said.
"No." Ye Fan calmly answered.
He knew he was lying, but he had to say it because the other party was a woman.
"You were crying in the carriage. Did you miss your wife?" Akatsuki, under the influence of alcohol, asked the question she had always wanted to ask.
"Miss Yue, you drank too much." Ye Fan stared at Akatsuki and coldly said, "The questions you asked have nothing to do with our mission. I don't need to answer you."
Seeing Akatsuki's endless questions, Ye Fan deliberately pulled a long face.
Only in this way could he stop Akatsuki's questions. Only in this way could he keep his distance from her.
Akatsuki bit her lower lip and did not reply.
"You rest first." Ye Fan slowly stood up, "I'll wait for you downstairs in two hours." After saying that, Ye Fan picked up the Flaming Sword on the table, picked up the Japanese white robe on the table, and turned around to leave.
"Bam!" The sound of the door slamming shut came from behind Akatsuki.
With the sound of the door closing, Akatsuki once again felt Ye Fan's coldness.
"Phew …" After leaving the inn, Ye Fan let out a long breath.
Akatsuki's gaze made him feel very uncomfortable.
She needed to be alone for a while, and he also needed to be alone for a while.
Ye Fan thought as he came to the main street.
At this time, he was wearing a Japanese white robe, a mask on his face, and a wide hat that hung down to his forehead. Even if he stood in front of Ye Yun now, Ye Yun might not be able to recognize him.
Baihu, on the other hand, had already felt sleepy after eating and drinking. It crawled into Ye Fan's hat and fell asleep, even snoring softly.
It was obvious that it liked Ye Fan's hat very much. It was safe and private inside, and it could also stay close to Ye Fan. Once it went in, it did not want to come out.
With the Japanese white robe and mask as cover, Ye Fan was at ease and boldly strolled around the streets. Ever since he awoke his beloved wife's soul, he had been as tense as a string and had never relaxed.
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