[ 'ghost-flower'. the disrespectful shortening of his name earns a mostly-involuntary bark of laughter. in a way, the way the young man has evidently relaxed in his presence is.. charming, he supposes. is it because hua cheng has shown no outward aggression toward him, or is it in xichen's nature?
he's certainly killed for less, and the thought does cross his mind--if he's going to be required to rebuild his reputation here, he should begin with his name--but he can all too easily imagine the look on xie lian's face if he ever discovered.
.. besides that, the young man is.. interesting. ] Aren't you bold. --E-Ming. [ the scimitar leaps from its sheath, spinning in the air once like an excited dog. hua cheng snatches it into hand and then darts forward, plunging into the midst of the storm of butterflies and corpses. ]
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he's certainly killed for less, and the thought does cross his mind--if he's going to be required to rebuild his reputation here, he should begin with his name--but he can all too easily imagine the look on xie lian's face if he ever discovered.
.. besides that, the young man is.. interesting. ] Aren't you bold. --E-Ming. [ the scimitar leaps from its sheath, spinning in the air once like an excited dog. hua cheng snatches it into hand and then darts forward, plunging into the midst of the storm of butterflies and corpses. ]