Chapter 1577

Today, she had practically become Zhuang Ya.

At least she understood Zhuang Ya.

Some things really couldn't be controlled.

She also knew what it meant to be dying and coming back to life.

Of course, he hadn't neglected the others either; Tang Ruan and the rest were all thoroughly satisfied.

Only then did Zhao Chi continue making outfits with Qi Yue.

Until just past seven o'clock.

"Alright, Qi Yue, you've worked hard. Go to sleep."

Zhao Chi smiled wearily.

Qi Yue squinted her eyes, feeling a bit dizzy as well: "Alright, my lord. Shall we go back to Phoenix Chant Tower to sleep, or sleep here?"

Qi Yue pointed at the bed in the tailor shop.

"Right here is fine."

"Okay."

Qi Yue quickly stripped naked, letting Zhao Chi hold her without any obstruction.

This was Zhao Chi's habit—skin pressed against skin, the softness and silkiness of their bodies helped him fall asleep more easily.

And they were also very willing to nestle in Zhao Chi's arms.

It was a matter of mutual willingness.

Soon, both of them were fast asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already nine o'clock.

Su Qin was sitting on a chair by the sewing table, waiting for Zhao Chi. In her hand she held a brand-new shirt she had just finished making, examining it.

Zhao Chi patted Qi Yue's round, perky bottom, and Qi Yue let out a soft hum as she turned over.

Zhao Chi sat up and said, "How is it? I can give you some."

Su Qin laughed: "Hehe, thanks. The effect of this new shirt is even stronger—has your sewing skill reached the realm of perfection? Can I take another twenty? Do you have enough?"

Zhao Chi said, "Of course I do. Take them."

Su Qin happily folded the shirt and put it into her system space.

"Shall we go?"

"Mm, wait a moment while I wash up, then we'll go."

Qi Yue got up, greeted Su Qin, and helped Zhao Chi get dressed at the same time.

Not long after.

Zhao Chi and Su Qin arrived at the Great World together.

The Great World had more and more people; on the road the two of them could clearly feel it was much more crowded than before.

Although the World-Breaking Army had many imperfections, compared to other factions it was already not bad.

With a massive influx of refugees, of course it would be crowded.

Even if they didn't occupy the formation array resources, they would occupy a large amount of territorial position resources—after all, this was only a town, unable to accommodate too many people.

This couldn't go on like this.

But such matters weren't something Zhao Chi and his people were qualified to concern themselves with.

Finally, before ten o'clock, the two of them successfully entered the grand hall in the center of the town.

There were many lords in the hall—more than last time.

But surprisingly, quite a few were still blocked outside and hadn't arrived.

The Jade Squadron's position was still at the front left.

Previously, Zhao Chi hadn't witnessed the Phantom Squadron's power, so naturally he hadn't paid attention to their position either.

Today he noticed that the Phantom Squadron was actually right next to the Jade Squadron, on its right side.

Shangguan Ting was leaning against the outermost table, arms crossed over her chest, staring broodingly at Zhao Chi.

Her face full of grievance.

What the—?!

Zhao Chi was startled inside.

He quickly turned his head away to avoid making eye contact with her.

Yesterday Shangguan Ting had sent several more voice messages, each more polite than the last.

By the end, there was even a hint of a pleading tone.

But Zhao Chi had been in the middle of an intense bout with Gu Qing at the time and hadn't paid her any attention at all.

Clearly she was in a bad mood now.

But she certainly wouldn't go crazy in front of everyone like this.

Although he always called her a crazy woman, that was just teasing, not serious.

She was more shrewd than she appeared on the surface.