Original and most updated translations are from volare. Please don't read elsewhere and stop supporting theft.

　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"Are you sure about this?" Shao Xian became little hesitant once she arrived at the main hall after meandering through a segment of extravagantly decorated hallways. The hall consisted of three segments of walls ornamented in their own unique styles. The left wall was painted pure black, whereas the right one was decorated with cla.s.sical woodwork.

　　Shao Xian was still curious as ever about the infamous Xie's Clothing, which produced clothing that wealth alone could not acquire, and yet it was such a surreal experience that it instilled some doubt in her as to whether Sai Gao really possessed such wealth and connections.

　　"Sir, madam, do you need help with anything?" A man wearing a white s.h.i.+rt greeted them. His appearance was well maintained, consisting of a goatee, a pair of frameless gla.s.ses, and a roll of tape-ruler over his neck.

　　"Please pick an outfit for her. She's going to perform at the musical festival, Divine Voice Materialized, I'm sure you've heard of it. I don't think we have time to make one from scratch though." Sai Gao said while examining a one-piece put in display in a gla.s.s case.

　　"As you wish, sir." The tailor nodded with a smile and walked away.

　　"Sai Gao, I don't think I can live without you anymore." Shao Xian jumped into Sai Gao's arm like a spoiled little sister. She now thought of Sai Gao as her best friend and had long forgotten that he was of the opposite s.e.x. Over the last few days, she had absorbed a tremendous amount of savoir-faire from the latter, from make-up to life habits.

　　"Now, now. We need to hurry up and get the clothing done before we head to manicure. Look at the skin on your hand, it's so dry! Also, how long has it been since you've changed your hairstyle?" Sai Gao gently pushed Shao Xian away and leaned against a wall lazily.

　　"Fine, fine. But don't you think it's expensive here?" Shao Xian nodded and whispered to Sai Gao in a discreet voice.

　　"It's not as if you're short on money, are you? You'll be able to leverage this outfit and make much more than what it costs you." Sai Gao rolled his eyes — it was not unusual for an artist to have a surge in popularity simply due to the fact that their outfit was made in the prestigious shop.

　　"Sorry for making you wait. What do you think about this?" The tailor came back shortly. Now wearing a pair of white gloves, he held a cloth hanger on which there was a black and white one-piece resembling a Taoist robe.

　　"This…" Shao Xian's eyes lit up, as she knew that this was the perfect robe for her show. The article had been adjusted to satisfy modern needs, the waist area made tighter to accentuate the body curves of the wearer. More prominently was the color design, which projected an illusion as to which color was the background. It was both black on a background of snow-white, and white on a background of darkness.