sakura petals
' zewu jun is such a simp... i wish i was his wife... '
lan xichen x fem!oc
o. started june 25th, 2021...
o. completed n/a
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In front of them, from within the fog, came another series of footsteps.
This time, the footsteps were light, slower, and greater in number. It seemed as if a group of people were carefully approaching, but not saying anything. Wei Wuxian fished out a Gloom-burning Talisman and tossed it forward. If anything surrounded by resentful energy was in front of them, it would burn up, and the fire would probably somewhat light up the area.
The people in front also noticed that something had been tossed at them. They immediately attacked.
A multitude of differently-colored sword glares rushed over. Bichen unsheathed calmly and drifted in front of Wei Wuxian, fending off all of the glares. On the other side, the people fumbled in confusion. Hearing the shouts, Lan Wangji immediately sheathed Bichen.
"Jin Ling? Sizhui!" Wei Wuxian called out.
As he expected, he hadn't heard wrong. Jin Ling's voice sounded through the white fog, "Why's it you again?!"
"Well, actually, I want to know why it's you again!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed.
Lan Sizhui tried to contain himself, but his voice sounded delighted, "Young Master Mo, you are also here? Then is Hanguang Jun here as well?"
"Uncle is here?" A new voice called out.
Hearing that Lan Wangji might also be here, Jin Ling shut his mouth immediately, as if he had been silenced again. He was probably scared that he'd be punished again. Lan Jingyi also shouted, "He definitely is! The glare before was from Bichen, right? It was Bichen, right?!"
"So uncle is here!" The new voice sounded happy.
"Ah.. Young Master Lan.." Sizhui's voice was much quieter than before, it sounded almost bashful in a way.
"Yep. He's here, right beside me. You should come over." Wei Wuxian spoke.
As soon as the boys knew that the ones in front of them were friend instead of foe, they immediately let out a few sighs of relief and scurried over. Aside from Jin Ling and some of the Lan Clan's juniors, there were also seven or eight boys wearing clothes of different clans, who still acted hesitant. They were probably also disciples from distinguished backgrounds. "Why are all of you here? With such an attack, it's lucky that I have Hanguang Jun by my side. What if you hurt ordinary people?" Wei Wuxian asked.
"There isn't any ordinary people here—there isn't any people here at all!" Jin Ling retorted.
Lan Sizhui nodded. "It is daylight, but there is fog everywhere. And there is not a single shop open."
Wei Wuxian spoke. "This won't matter for now. How did you guys run into each other? Don't tell me that you arranged to night-hunt together." Jin Ling saw everyone as an eyesore and wanted to fight with everyone. And, since he already had an unpleasant interaction with the Lan Clan's disciples, how would it be possible that they wanted to night-hunt together? Lan Sizhui obediently explained, "That would be a long story. We were originally..."
