( The bartender is summoned, Wen Kexing's teeth flashing in low amusement as he charms and cajoles the poor ghost out of it's wits. It is not quite flirting, but flirtation adjacent, this pleasant way of speaking, leaning against the bar as he spins a tale. A wayward merchant lost, wares to be dealt with, an insistence on speaking to someone higher up. The bartender either has no resistence to the force of the Ghost Valley Master's trickery or he doesn't care, eventually he just tips his head and offers to take him to speak to a second-in-command. Wen Kexing drains his cup but tucks the bottle in the crook of his arm, still beaming. )
Ah, but my apprentice is coming with me.
( Five, he means. )
Start them young, yes? He's a knack for business dealings but an unfortunate lot in life. And they don't call me Philanthropist Wen for nothing, I like helping out.
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( The bartender is summoned, Wen Kexing's teeth flashing in low amusement as he charms and cajoles the poor ghost out of it's wits. It is not quite flirting, but flirtation adjacent, this pleasant way of speaking, leaning against the bar as he spins a tale. A wayward merchant lost, wares to be dealt with, an insistence on speaking to someone higher up. The bartender either has no resistence to the force of the Ghost Valley Master's trickery or he doesn't care, eventually he just tips his head and offers to take him to speak to a second-in-command. Wen Kexing drains his cup but tucks the bottle in the crook of his arm, still beaming. )
Ah, but my apprentice is coming with me.
( Five, he means. )
Start them young, yes? He's a knack for business dealings but an unfortunate lot in life. And they don't call me Philanthropist Wen for nothing, I like helping out.