"Hey you!"
Nothing, his efforts were going to vain, the other person did not turn around.
"Hey you, Mister!"
Still no result, it was as if he was calling after a wall.
"You, yes, I am talking about you! The young man in the white robes. Wait!"
Finally, that young man turned around. And it took Wei Wuxian's breath away. He had had a feeling that he knew this person, but he could not remember their name. Now, his memory finally came back.
Lan Wangji gave him a worried look.
"Sorry, Lan Zhan, the curse has not worn out yet."
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The Untamed - book of drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles/ficlets from the world of The Untamed and Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation on various themes. Lately, I wanted to try improving my writing so I picked up several drabble and ficlets challenges. This is my first attempt at...
