( The... ghost whisperer. True, for all he anticipates some part of Wen Kexing holds the tricks of Lan Wangji's craft against him. That they rile and aggravate and wound him, prickling at him distastefully.
His mouth stays tight-bound, arid. He turns his gaze away. )
Master Wen. ( Soft, if firm. Unambiguous. ) Much of cultivation is mystery. ( Optics of shadow and light, games of nuance. ) To hide ignorance.
( And an inability to say with utmost certainty that which must be done. )
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( The... ghost whisperer. True, for all he anticipates some part of Wen Kexing holds the tricks of Lan Wangji's craft against him. That they rile and aggravate and wound him, prickling at him distastefully.
His mouth stays tight-bound, arid. He turns his gaze away. )
Master Wen. ( Soft, if firm. Unambiguous. ) Much of cultivation is mystery. ( Optics of shadow and light, games of nuance. ) To hide ignorance.
( And an inability to say with utmost certainty that which must be done. )
We ward, when we lack knowledge of recourse.