Cough! Cough!
The hairdresser gave a slight cough and coyly responded, "Perhaps, every batch of Rabbit Clan girls that arrive here gets sold out."
After a final touch-up to his hairstyle, the hairdresser used a linen cloth to brush away the hair bits from Fang Hao's neck.
"Alright, sir," the hairdresser lightly patted his shoulder.
"Mhm."
Fang Hao stood up, bent over and brushed off the hair bits on his head with his hand.
It seemed there wasn't a hair washing service here, so he would have to wash it himself later.
He paid the hairdresser and left the house with Anjia.
"Why did you cut it so short?" Anjia asked on the way.
"Huh? Doesn't it look good?"
"It's not that, the nobles all keep long hair, you should learn from their dress codes," Anjia suggested.
"I'm not a noble, and their hairstyles are not cool at all."
As they walked through the streets, they saw a pub open for business.
It was still morning.