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Jiang Zhongzhu woke up at his usual morning training routine just in time to slide open his door, step on a box—i mean crush, crushed a box placed outside his room.
Jiang Wanyin wondered if the box was a gift from his disciples or Jin Ling, no one else had access to Lotus Pier unless he gave permission to.
Maybe he should've been more suspicious or— at least read the red note written in code.
JiangWanyin brought the crushed box back in with him, sliding the door shut with his left foot. The box looked pretty normal made of cardboard and tape. It's contents, not so much...
It was a suit with the back cut out to show his back muscles and beautiful snake tattoo going down his waist, the bottom had glitter giving him a headache once he spotted the gemstone on of the high buttons of the suit.
He felt compelled to wear the suit immediately, at once and without hesitation, Jiang Wanyin stripped immediately loosening his belt that kept his pants from falling down his small waist, lifting his legs to have more flexibility to wear the suit. Oddly enough, the suit was his exact measurements.
The suit was obviously, his favourite purple shade, gems that decorated his sleeves made his long limbs stand out, the glitter on his pants enunciated his thin ankles and the snake tattoo on his back stood out enough that Jiang Wanyin had to admire it for a while, just a while, then he could definitely go back to wearing his official Zhongzhu garments...
Somehow Jiang Wanyin ended up wearing the suit to the leader's conference held in Gusu. He felt the stares on his body, as if he would cower and so he glared back defiantly. The disciples of other sects turned away in red, some of the disciples blushing furiously. He rolled his eyes in sight of his brother and the Second Lan of Gusu entering the room as he took his place as Sect Leader of Yunmeng.
Whispers died down as the Venerated Triad came in, all three of them having their eyes widened when they saw what Jiang Wanyin was wearing. Jiang Zhongzhu noticed this and flushed red, he was suddenly aware of these eyes upon him. Meanwhile, a Lan disciple ushered the three of them to their seats.
As he suddenly stood up to leave, a painful pike throbbed in his head, it was as if he couldn't leave or instead wasn't allowed to.
Jiang Wanyin couldn't get up so he didn't try to test the limit as the pain had shown itself to be quite the nuisance. Jiang Wanyin listened to a Lan disciple's instructions to wait for the conference to start, he nodded in agreement. He could not wait the conference to be done with and go check out what was cause of the headache.
As per usual, the Jin Sect Leader was seated opposite of Jiang Wanyin as they maintain close ties to one another despite Jiang Wanyin used to insulting Jin Guanshan on multiple occasions.