"Don't disrespect the prophet. Some people would hurt you for that. Ten lashings for most." He was a guest though so he'd be lenient and not rat him out. He owed him for scaring him and besides, he felt the Gods would forgive his disrespect. He'd pray for him tonight. "Minjun-nim loves dress up and everything he does, it has a meaning."

He didn't tell the meaning because, well, it was a warning to everyone but these outsiders.

"Me?" He looked confused and then looked down. He just had his pants on. "Thanks." Sangwoo smirked and slapped his hand against his chest to show he was grateful. "I'm glad I please a pretty boy like you."