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Please, enlighten me, then. I'd like to hear such a statement.

Edited 2021-09-29 19:39 (UTC)

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Who the fuck do you think got rid of the Bai Xuxiang?

[another lie, but he says it with such confidence.]

[ well see he just

laughs, once - a surprised noise he muffles. ]

I see. How very impressive.

[ he absolutely does not believe that for even a second yea ]

What the fuck are you laughing at.

[he HEARD THAT]

Oh? I wasn't. You must have misheard me. I was only impressed at your ability, cousin. How did you do it?

I scattered his ashes. How the fuck else do you kill a ghost for good?

And how did you obtain them?

[ tilting his head? ]

Something like that is simple for the Night-Touring Green Lantern! How the fuck do you think?!

[ the head tilt remains; he blinks at him? please, tell him how?

He's Waiting ]

What's with the stupid fucking look on your face. You're thinking something, just say it.

I'm just very curious to hear how you managed such a thing, is all.

It's not that fucking hard, I just had to get ahold of the asshole's ashes! Ghosts know better than anyone how to kill other ghosts!

You have yet to give me an actual answer, Qi Rong. There's no point in lying to me - I know you weren't the one to do so.

[ not that he knows it was him.... but, he knows this was DEFINITELY not qi rong. ] Even still, whether you are lying or not, it is good to know that the Bai Wuxiang is gone. May the souls it tormented rest in peace.

How the fuck would you know if that's true or not!

Because you'd feel no need to brag about it, if it was the case.

What the fuck, I brag about my accomplishments all the time.

Because perhaps for a moment, you might think of the loss of our entire civilization, and feel an ounce of humility.

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Why should I feel humble about wiping that fucker out when he wiped out all our people, huh? What, you want me to wallow for eight hundred years? I'm not the one who failed to protect them in the first place.

It wasn't ME everyone was praying to.

[ there's a flash of a look on his face - brows furrowed, angry. that got under his skin a little. ]

If I must humble you further, I will. I could not beat the White No-Face, and you couldn't dream of beating me. Not now, not eight hundred years from now, and not ever.

Edited (i forgot IM the one from the past) 2021-09-30 01:40 (UTC)

[he smirks, because he got under xie lian's skin!! but the smirk is short-lived because xie lian promptly gets under his skin. he scowls.]

Tch, look at you, so fucking full of yourself. Eight hundred years from now, you can't do a fucking thing without clinging to the knees of a ghost. How the mighty have fucking fallen!

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he storms off.]

[ absolutely not - xie lian grabs his sleeve before he gets away from him, because you've done did it now! he's been trying to hold this knowledge of the future over xie lian's head, and while his lies are wild and ridiculous, this story just keeps happening, and xie lian is tired of it. ]

What are you talking about? What nonsense are you spewing?

Hahahaha, nonsense! [something about that cracks him up, even as he's trying to tug his sleeve free of xie lian's grip (and failing).] It's not fucking nonsense! Just wait eight hundred years, you'll see it for yourself...

Everything out of your mouth is nonsense.

[ he is not letting go, grip very tight, mouth drawn into almost a scowl. how frustrating, how unendingly frustrating, even for him - ] You ramble like a lunatic.

For that matter, eight hundred years from now is irrelevant. You can insult a me of the future, but I'm the person standing in front of you.

Edited 2021-09-30 02:42 (UTC)

Hahahaha, always with the lectures, cousin crown prince! [he's like. half sneering and half cackling.] The you of right now is even less than the you of eight hundred years from now. If I insult one, I insult the other!

What the fuck are you going to do about it?

[ why the fuck should i be humble? repeats, in xie lian's head. his tight grip on qi rong's sleeve stays, for a moment longer. ]

Nothing. [ he says, finally. it's laced with a xie lian brand of determination, even if it's quiet. ] It isn't worth it.

[ because it's just not. no matter how fiery he is still, no matter how irritatingly, unendingly frustrating, xie lian is better than this. he's not going to stoop to qi rong's level. the serenity and calm returns, as he releases his sleeve. ] After all, how could I hope to stand up to someone who is almost as strong as the White No Face.

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okay maybe he's a little petty still. ]

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