Chapter 763


    On a freezing cold morning.


    Jenna went to Zevulon''s house as usual.


    To her surprise, Zevulon''s door was already open. The courtyard that she had tidied up the day


    before was not as messy as she would usually find it to be. It seemed like he had deliberately


    sorted out the ce. It looked immactely clean and neat.


    No sooner had Jenna pushed through the door that she heard the sounds of someone rifling


    through something.


    Was Mr. Tangger already awake?


    Zevulon would usually have a drink or two before bed and would not get up until noon. Usually


    around that time, he would still be in dreand.


    "Dory, you''re here! Quick! I need help with my outfit," Zevulon said excitedly when he saw her. He


    seemed to have been waiting for her.


    Jenna was stunned.


    At that time, in Zevulon''s room, his closet door was wide open and there were clothes strewn all


    over his bed.


    Zevulon had a suit in his hand while checking himself in the mirror, clearly looking none too pleased.


    Jenna dragged her eyes across the selection of clothes. The clothes that were strewn on the bed


    were mostly wrinkled, while those in his closet had seen better days. There were even some shirts


    that had ck stains on them.


    Strictly speaking, none of his clothes were decent.


    It was just that.


    Zevulon was acting a little out of character that day.


    Why would a person who usually did not care about his appearance, be up so early, wondering


    what clothes to wear? Did he have a special asion he needed to attend?


    She raised her head and looked at Zevulon. She realised that his aged face was aglow. His grey


    eyes were especially bright right then.


    Humans definitely glowed when met with good news!


    The first thing that came to her mind when she saw his face was that he did have a special


    asion he needed to attend.


    "Mr. Tangger, all of these clothes are a little old-fashioned. They clearly do not suit you," Jenna said


    in a very professional tone, smiling.


    "Really?" Zevulon''s face was immediately filled with disappointment.


    Jenna really wanted tough. She was amused by Zevulon''s reaction when she told him that his


    clothes were a little old-fashioned.


    "Mr. Tangger, you can make aplete turnaround to your entire wardrobe whenever you want, but


    I''m just wondering, why is there a need to pick out an outfit today?" Jenna held back herughter,


    tilted her head, looked at him carefully, and asked casually.


    Zevulon''s face turned red. He seemed a little off that day.


    "It''s nothing really. I have a friending over today. I might be old, but I still want to look


    presentable," he said indifferently.


    Try as he might sound indifferent, there was a hint of excitement in his voice.


    "I see." Jenna nodded as if she suddenly realized something. "So, that''s what it is."


    But did Mr. Tangger have friends? Was his friend a man or a woman? She was sure she had never


    seen his friend before!


    "Dory, I''m going to give you a day off today, but you will have to apany me to the store to pick


    out a new outfit," Zenvulon said in a pleading tone as he gathered all of the clothes on his bed in


    one fell swoop and chucked them back into his closet.


    Delighted, Jenna said, "Mr. Tangger, this friend of yours must not be an ordinary one."


    "Nah, definitely an ordinary friend." He hedged, not admitting to anything.


    Jenna found it strange that he would go through all these hassles just for an ordinary friend. She


    refused to believe his words. She thought about it before she asked again.


    "If so, then can you tell me whether this friend of yours is a man or a woman?"


    Zevulon rolled his eyes and said, "Dory, it''s your duty as my apprentice to apany me to shop


    for clothes. I''m not asking for much. There''s no need for you to ask these silly questions."


    But Jenna was determined to get to the bottom of this. So, she made a face at him and spoke wittily.


    "Mr. Tangger, don''t you know, this question is very important to determine what kind of outfit we are


    going to pick. If it''s a man, then we can choose something casual, but if it''s a woman, then we''re


    going to have to put in more effort into choosing the right outfit. If you don''t tell me, then I will not be


    able to pick the chicest outfit. Don''t you think so?"


    Zevulon immediately became nervous when he heard this. In the end, he had to disclose to her that


    it was a female friend. Nevertheless, he kept on insisting that she was just an ordinary friend and


    that there was nothing going on between them.


    Jenna felt that he was just trying to protect the truth by building walls of excuses! She was amused


    by his behaviour. She pursed her lips and kept on smiling.


    As a result, Jenna had to apany Zevulon to the shopping mall in the morning. She gave him a


    full body makeover.


    Zevulon, who was standing in front of her, looked very different then. Even Jenna almost could not


    recognise him.


    In fact, Zevulon was rather good-looking. He had arge forehead and an angr face. It was just


    that he loved to grow out his beard and couldn''t care less about his appearance. He would usually


    dress like a beggar, which made him look older than his actual age, when in fact he was only in his


    fifties.


    He was quite attractive now that he was all dressed up, coupled with his unique artist''s aura.


    When Steffan dropped by Zevulon''s house in the afternoon, he could not even recognise him.


    He stepped in and dragged Jenna away. "Dory,


    Melvin''s birthday banquet starts in a few hours and you are still here, dilly-dallying. Come on, let''s


    go. You need to get dolled up."


    "Steffan." Jenna broke away from his hand and said calmly, "Isn''t it just a birthday banquet? Is there


    a need for me to get all dressed up?"


    "Dory, those people attending the banquet are the most notable people in Srirano. Come rain or


    shine, you must dress up," Steffan quickly said. He nearly said that as his girlfriend, she had to


    dress up. That way, she would stand out and look reputable!


    However, Jenna did not feel that way. If she had the choice, then she did not want to stand out. This


    kind of consciousness seemed to be firmly imprinted in her mind. She had no idea why she had this


    kind of thought, but perhaps that was how she felt, in her marrow, about public asions.


    She did not like to attract attention.


    In fact, Steffan did not mind at all. It was just that this was the first time they would appear in public


    together. He felt that there was a need for her to dress up to set the tone of their future days. He did


    not have any other intentions. He just wanted to elevate her value and status.


    He did not want to wrong her!


    "Oh, it turns out you fes have a banquet to attend tonight. Go ahead! I''m all set," Zevulon said,


    when he saw them tugging at each other.


    Only when Steffan heard Zevulon''s voice that he spun around and realised that there was someone


    else in the room.


    As soon as he turned his head, he shouted, "Excuse me, who are you?"


    Zevulon was fixing his beard in front of the mirror. When he heard Steffan''s cries, he frowned and


    said in an offended tone, "You brat! You cannot even recognise your own master. I''ve wasted my


    time cultivating your talents."


    "My master?" Steffan let go of his hold on Jenna, turned around, and looked at him up and down.


    He was genuinely surprised as he clicked his tongue. "My goodness, I did not expect I would


    actually see my master all suited up, fancy-schmancy. You look very dapper. I was just wondering


    where did this handsome mane from."


    Zevulon was gratified with what he had heard. It was as if he enjoyed his ttery.


    This was the reaction he had been waiting for! This indirectly proved that he actually looked decent!


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    However, he deliberately blew at his beard and gave him a death stare as he said, "Steffan, don''t


    you try to lick my boots. Can you spare me some cash? I''m going to need it tonight."


    When Steffan heard this, he said with a sad face, "Why, why, Mr. Tangger, you sure know how to


    extort your disciples. This is too mean."


    "Brat, grow up! Don''t be stingy. I''m doing it for yourpany''s sake tonight," Zevulon said


    righteously as he rolled his eyes at him.


    Steffan did not dare to talk back. He obediently took out his wallet and asked, "How much do you


    need?"


    "Ten thousand dors," Zevulon answered without hesitation.


    "You what? That much?! I don''t have that much cash on me. I''ll ask someone to send it to youter,"


    Steffan said as he closed his wallet. He then turned around and left with Jenna.