Book 8: Chapter 31: By This Afternoon
“I can’t believe you forgot,” said Shen Mingxia.
Sen was a little amused to see that aggravation had overcome her newfound sense of respect for him. They were flying over the streets of the capital on a qi platform, drawing curious looks, and even some pointing from local kids. Sen figured that since his anonymity was nothing but a memory at this point, there was no reason to go to the clothing shop the slow way.
“I mean, you can’t honestly think anyone will do anything for us today, do you?” she demanded.
“Oh, I’m sure they’ll find someone to help us,” said Sen.
His unconcern seemed to inflame the woman’s outrage.
“You have clearly never had clothing made for you before,” she sniffed, turning away.
If he hadn’t left this to the last possible second out of sheer forgetfulness, he might have taken her words a little more to heart. But he felt like he had a little snide commentary coming his way. He had promised and then completely lost sight of why he was even in the capital. If the worst he got was a bit of the cold shoulder, he was probably ahead of the game. He finally spotted the place that Lo Meifeng had told him to go. He settled the qi platform right in front of the door. Shen Mingxia went from ignoring him to giving the place a wide-eyed look. Her eyes darted from one window display to the next.
“I can’t afford this,” she whispered.
“Good thing you’re not paying then, isn’t it?” said Sen, opening the door and ushering the woman in.