The Wind Rises in Qingzhou and the Undercurrents Surge
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Outside the Qingyun Dao Sect.
It was already dawn.
Su Changyu was standing quietly not far away.
He was wearing the brocade white crane cloud robe and emitting the aura of a peerless Sword Immortal as he stood still.
His long robe was themed around the color white, with green clouds on the corners and a few cranes spreading out their wings on the fabric at the bottom. It was obvious from the material alone that the robe was a superior-grade garment. The design was striking too.
It was the latest design of the Heavenly Clothing Pavilion, which was priced at 58 taels of gold. However, the demand for it was greater than the supply and thus, the price was hiked to 120 taels of gold per set due to speculation by garment sellers.
Yes, 120 taels of gold a set.
Su Changyu had always wanted to buy such a robe and it was the only dream of his life.