Cheng had to smile and nod. As much as he didn't push for getting Sandu here (he had Zidian. That was enough.) he wasn't displeased that the blade was here, either. But the robes took his breath away.

He brought the outer layer out to look at, run his fingers over the stitching, and examined the designs added in. "Jingyi..." He was truly humbled by the gift. "This is exquisite. You and Sizhui did this?"