292 Dad isn't Dead

"You...youuu! Of all people, in broad daylight, how can you give this to...me?!" Back to the Green Leaf Village, Tusha faced Xinzi with dagger eyes, grumbling at her gift. And who could blame her? Whereas others received pills, methods, materials and resources of extraordinary origins, she got a racy lingerie set?

The opened, flowered demi bra was bad enough, the g-string added insult to injury, the transparent lace robe went over the top, and once all three came together, this became the most whorish outfit that Tusha had ever laid her eyes on.

And where did Xinzi even find these designs? East, west, north or south, Tusha couldn't recall a single place that wore underwear of the sort.