Shattered Reputation

"This tight-fitting dress costs three hundred and ninety currency units; it's not cheap," the same waitress who had just taken the money said, now wearing a smile on her face.

Evidently, her attitude had undergone a complete transformation with the addition of some money. "Excellent," Mu Yang nodded deliberately, his hoarse voice resounding once again. "Four hundred currency units, no need for change. My daughter will surely love this tight-fitting dress."

Having said that, he handed over a storage bag. The waitress's face lit up, and she promptly accepted it.

"Where did this old man come from? Doesn't he know this thing is mine?!"

Just as Mu Yang was about to take off the tight-fitting dress, an angry female voice suddenly erupted. However, Mu Yang seemed not to have heard it, calmly and unhurriedly removing the dress.

"Old man, daring to snatch things with me!"