Loyalty - MoShang

A-an unwanted alarm

 Shang Qinghua woke up to the clinking of metal. It was a rather unpleasant sound to hear so early in the morning. He stood up out of his bed and slipped on a scroll that he had left on the ground. He had closed the bamboo shades before going to sleep the day before so the room was dark and finding his way around without stepping on something he shouldn't was difficult. He made a mental note to clean up the mess of papers that cluttered his room. He had returned to An Ding peak two days after Mobei Jun's visit. He got dressed, albeit rather clumsily, tripping and falling over when he tried getting his pants on. He felt his back throb as he tried getting off the cold, hard floor. The brunette didn't bother tying his hair as he knew it would only get on his nerves especially since the clanging sound persisted and was now accompanied by yelling. He assumed a fight had broken out and rubbed his temples in annoyance. When he stepped out of his dim room he was momentarily blinded by sunlight. He covered his eyes with his hand while his eyes adjusted to the light. He blinked a few times and before him was a sight that made him want to laugh and cry at the same time. Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge were fighting, their swords clashing mercilessly as the most deplorable curses left both of their lift. Well, mostly on Liu Qingge's part, Shen Yuan was using sarcasm and fancy words that seemed to enrage his opponent. The Qing Jing peak lord's movements were elegant and poised, enough to fool a person into thinking he actually ever practiced martial arts when in reality it was all the system's and Shen Jiu's work. The Bai Zhan peak lord on the other hand was brutal but sturdy, his feet never left the ground once. The two peaks had completely different fighting styles, one was free and decorous like the spring breeze yet the other was tough and unyielding like bedrock. In all honesty, Shang Qinghua thought the Qing Jing fighting style resembled that of Xian Shu peak. (Liu Mingyan's peak, if you know what I mean.)

"That bitch better have answers!"

"Look who's talking, you're the one causing a ruckus so early in the morning."

"I want to know what the fuck he was doing with that demon!"

"If you go in with that look on your face and a sword in hand, you'll scare him senseless then he won't be able to explain anything."

Liu Qingge groaned, took a few swift steps back out of Shen Qingqiu's reach, and sheathed his sword.

"Hey, if you're going to fight, do it later and on someone else's peak."

Shang Qinghua yawned; he really wasn't in the mood to talk to Liu Qingge at the moment. He immediately regretted his words when he saw the battle-crazed peak lord stomping towards him rapidly. He grabbed the brunette by the collar, his threatening demeanor made the poor man shudder in fear.

"What the hell are you thinking!? Colluding with Mobei Jun!?"

"Hey! Why am I getting in trouble for this when you know perfectly well that Shen Qingqiu is in a relationship with Luo Binghe?!"

Liu Qingge's eye twitched and his brows furrowed deeper if that was even possible.

"That was different...! Shen-shixiong was being hunted down by that bastard."

"Damn! Who hurt you...today?!"

Shang Qinghua earned himself a cackle from the Qing Jing peak lord and a confused look from the man who was nearly choking him. He abruptly turned around to look at the cultivator who was silently laughing behind his fan.

"I don't know what kind of demonic incantation you just recited but speak a language I can understand will you?"

That was it. Shen Qinghua hunched over in a fit of laughter and the brunette couldn't help chuckling as well. He received a glare from his colleague who looked flustered. He couldn't understand what was so funny.