Jin Ling
"By heavens! I thought I was going to ascend just by hearing one more word out of the Old man!!" Jiang Liyeng said brashly.
Clearly not caring for the three Lans next to him, Jiang Jengshi, and Jin Ling.
"Are you dense in the head?!" Jin Ling spouted, finally having enough.
Jiang Liyeng suddenly became more aware of his surroundings. Having turned and smiled apologetically at the trio of Lan.
"Yeah yeah we know how much of a pain his lessons are, no need to hide," Lan Ziyuan brushes off the comment.
Whereas Lan Suhe and Lan Feng kept quiet.
Jin Ling's mind was still riddled with the question, who was that guqin player..? His curiosity took the over.
"Who is the best guqin player in the Cloud Recesses?" His mouth slipped, Jin Ling grew red with embarrassment.
Shit shi-
To his fear the Lan and Jiang members looked at him, confused.
"I-I heard the Lans were known for music!"— Jin Ling stuttered profusely— "I also heard Z-Zewu-jun play once at the Golden Carp Tower so-"
He wanted to explain himself more, but once his name was mentioned low and behold Lan Xichen was bound to come.
"Is there a problem?" He asked smiling.
The members bowed quickly. Lan Suhe, Jin Ling observed, was a people pleaser.
So he was the first to speak to the Clan Leader.
"Zewu-jun! We were talking about your splendid playing at the Golden Carp Tower!"
Hearing the words Golden Carp Tower Lan Xichen's expression deepened for a moment.
"I just wanted to know who, other than you, is the best guqin player in the Cloud Recesses?" Jin Ling asked casually.
Well, as casual as he could at least. Lan Xichen pondered, his hand on his chin.
Seemingly doing a survey in his head.
"Lan Sizhui," He said with a smile, "Yes, if it is guqin playing, Lan Sizhui is truly a perfect example."
The Lan members wilted, they were clearly a bit jealous that their names were not mentioned.
After conversing with Lan Xichen more, Jin Ling saw how confident he was with his answer.
Was it because Lan Sizhui was raised by his brother Hanguang-jun?
It'd make sense.
Lan Xichen eventually had to leave due to certain circumstances.
"Really? That cutsleeve son?" Lan Suhe blurted out once Lan Xichen left.
"What do you mean?" Jin Ling asked.
"Lan Sizhui is the adopted son of Hanguang-jun and the Yiling Patriarch,"
Lan Suhe didn't seem to care that his words were fairly hurtful and nonsensical,
"In terms of training he's spoiled like a young miss! Having both the most achieved Lan cultivator as a father and the creator of demonic cultivation? He's practically guaranteed a good future, it's unfair! Not mention he's the son of cutsleeves."
Lan Ziyuan and Lan Feng looked uneasy with this statement. The Jiangs glared with judgement. Jin Ling stared with a hint of disgust.
Despite none of them outrightly saying so, they all had the same thought.
A jealous, people pleasing, snakelike bastard.
He, for one, thought that Lan Sizhui was lucky.
He has dads, unlike Jin Ling.
And yes!
His dads are accomplished. Jin Ling was extremely jealous.
But he also had respect for the young Lan. Unlike Lan Suhe, Jin Ling could see Lan Sizhui as a respectable person.
Even before he was adopted by Hanguang-jun and Wei Wuxian, he had already great cultivation.
When Jin Ling worked with him in the past he was clever, smart, and calm. He wasn't spoiled in the very least he just was naturally talented!
Also Jin Ling was quite surprised that anybody could speak bad about Lan Sizhui.
That Lan had a certain air and look that nobody could insult. Like a baby wolf cub, cute but undeniably dangerous.
Jin Ling thought that Lan Sizhui had a face that was very pretty.
A special type of pretty.
Long inky black hair, lavender grey eyes, soft features. A very, very pretty person.
He certainly did not fall behind the Lan tradition of birthing handsome men.
Jin Ling was jealous of Lan Sizhui's looks as well, who wouldn't be?
So handsome it's ridiculous.. Lan Suhe must have no taste in when it comes to handsomeness..
Everyone could see that except Lan Suhe, and maybe even a few other Lans.
Jiang Jengshi sighed and didn't comment anything.
Jin Ling however became aware of his thoughts and blushed.
SHUT UP SHUT UP SHHHUUUUTT UUUPPPP!!!!
Jiang Jengshi waved a hand infront of Jin Ling's face.
"Jin-xiong? Are you okay? You've been staring into nothingness for a while, are you perhaps ill?"
Again, our Jin gongzi grew embarrassed but waved Jiang Jengshi off with a red flush on his face. The Jiang got the idea and stopped asking questions.
"I heard you are going to become the Jin Clan Leader after this?" Jiang Liyeng asked, easing the tension in the air.
"Ah- yes!" Jin Ling wished he could curse himself never to blush again, "This one the next in line of succession in the Jin Clan."
That's right! He allowed himself to smile proudly. The Jiangs and Lans looked in awe save for Lan Suhe.
What's that Lan glaring at me for? Jin Ling thought.
Lan Suhe reached the lowest of low in Jin Ling's eyes, no doubt he'd cause trouble in the future.
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