Father’s eyes bugged out even further than they were normally. “Oh, hell no. You’re not going outside in that outfit.”

I crossed my arms. “I can’t very well fight in a dress, can I?”

He sputtered, rage building. “At least put something on that won’t cause those—those boys to stare!”

I rolled my eyes. “Let them stare. And while they do, I’ll kick all their asses from here to the Sea!”

We glared at each other for a long time. Father, as usual, was the first to give up. “Oh, all right. But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

Unnecessarily Long and Tiresome Authoress’ Notes:
Because the first thing I thought when I saw Xing Cai’s outfit was, “If she really was Zhang Fei’s daughter, he’d never let her outside wearing that.”