Qin Cheng turned his head slowly, eyes dark and voice cool as steel.
"I'm no god."
The guy blinked. "Oh?"
Qin Cheng's gaze narrowed, lips curling into something too sharp to be a smile.
"…If anything, you should call it a heavenly demon."
The boutique went silent. even the pink femboy's hands that were taking notes froze mid-scribble.
"A… demon?" LW echoed, first feeling a little confused before his eyes flashed dramatically with excitement. "Like… metaphorically?! I like this concept!"
"No, actually. In reality, I made this design with the thought of darker elements. I suppose I pictured this kind of dark energy in a person when wearing this suit. But unexpectedly, no one could pull off this design with such perfection."
Qin Cheng tilted his head. "Glad it meets your aesthetic."
"Sir, if you don't mind, please take this card. Don't feel burdened at all, you can contact me at any time if you are interested! My doors will always be open for you!"
