The entire day.
Liszt hadn't enjoyed the pleasure of "close contact with beautiful bridesmaids" that Levis had mentioned. He was like a marionette, manipulated by the internal affairs officials.
"I don't like being a groomsman," Rolie, his cousin, complained under his breath, dressed in a light gold suit, with a wreath of colorful flowers on his head and a round, fluffy, ruffled collar around his neck, looking out of place.
"Count me in,"
Liszt echoed.
He, too, was dressed in the tactless groomsman outfit. He had no idea where the custom of wearing such a ridiculous costume had originated.
Even with his outstanding demeanor and handsome appearance, he was defeated by the suit. Among the groomsmen, only his handsome face stood out a bit.
Levis secretly yawned, "I also regret agreeing to be Meioubao's groomsman. It's hot, tiring, and uncomfortable. I'd rather exhaust myself practicing Dou Qi than stand here as a prop... especially in this ugly and silly suit. I'm all sweaty!"