chapter 43 Brother

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Merry Christmas to everyone

Both to those that might have passed the 25th or to those that have yet to enter and to some of us that are seeing Christians today.

I wish everyone a merry Christmas and a beautiful day.♥️🤗

This morning he had woken up to a message from his uncle.

The was a sect that was to arrive earlier than every other sects.

The conference was still 2 weeks away he questioned why this sect was arriving as early as they did.

The not so new sect was called Moling Su Clan.

The same clan that Su She had made out of spite and jealousy of his incapacity to be a great cultivator.

They were known as derivatives from the GusuLan clan since they practiced music.

They had been rivals until Su She passed on and now they looked up to the GusuLan for guidance.

He thought maybe that why uncle invited them over so early

Now that they looked up to them. They didn't have a clan leader yet.

They just had someone in charge and a head disciple as he had been briefed by Lan XiChen.

This was torture for him having to welcome and host a bunch of people trying to be like them.

He even heard they had their sect head bands to but theirs was mixed blue and white same with their sect robes

He was just wondering why they hadn't just come and join the GusuLan sect even they were going to copy everything.

He missed his Wei Ying so much. He had forgotten to ask when he would be back, he was actually scared of him not coming back.

The worst fear was he coming back and wanting to leave. He needed to talk to his Wei Ying soon to many doubts soared in his mind.

He needed to be sure that their trust was still as strong as it should be.

As he dressed up with his official white robe attire and his head band and his hair piece with Bichen he headed out to go greet the bunch of imitators of a sect.

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Jiang Cheng woke up feeling content he had something to look forward to apart from his sect duties he had his brother and his forming friendship with the GusuLan sect leader.

He knew his elder brother liked to sleep when he was younger but since he got married to Lan Wangji he noticed he woke up by past nine or exactly nine and now it was almost noon so he suspected he was awake.

So he walked to his brother's room excited to tease him already.

On approaching the door he sensed a strong presence of resentment. He felt how overwhelming it was. He wondered what made Wei Wuxian release this much resentment.

He knocked quietly, servants that passed told him how they hadn't been able to go in it was like an invisible barrier was guarding the room.

So his brother hadn't bathed he tried again to open the door yet it won't budge. He rose his palm searching for any spell or array drawn yet the was none. He then drew out Zidan. It quickly transformed into it long lightening rope form and he stroke the door and saw as the resentment was torn

So it was the resentment that acted like a shield to hide their Master.

He went in saw his brother on the floor beside a broken table. Had his brother slept the bags underneath his eyes, the dressed bed confirmed that he was awake all through the night.

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