Can two identities coexist in harmony, or is there a deeper, more mysterious connection at play?
" We like each other a lot. And I always get what I want. "
Lan Wangji, the formidable ruler of Cultivation World, commands respect, trust, and fear in...
After a minute they almost finished eating their food when suddenly a waiter appeared with a bamboo steamer on his hands. Running towards their table. When he got nearer Wuxian stopped him as he skeptically looked at the waiter.
" Wait.. We were already leaving, and we didn't order any food anymore.. what's that?" asked Wuxian glaring at the waiter.
"It's a free side dish from our restaurant.." answered politely by the suspicious waiter in front of them.
" Really?" Inquired Wuxian with a playful smile forming on his lips.
" You don't believe me.. How about I open it for you.. " His hands slowly open up the lid when a smoke comes out from the steamer. Wuxian closes it back and kicks the waiter away as he pivots and instantly a dagger appears on his hands and slits the waiter's throat. The waiter lifelessly fell down on the floor.
Wuxian roamed his eyes to the Assassins inside the Inn. There are so many assassins that want to disrupt their peaceful time. He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. To think someone instead of going in here to face them that lunatic sent tons of his disciples just to kill them. What some kind of cowardice that lunatic has!
"No one can leave this place. Go!" Someone spoke out from the crowds of assassins. As if on cue everyone assassins run forward to attack them.
Wuxian looked at all the Assassins and shook his head. In a blink of an eye, Wuxian eyes became the eyes of infernum.
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Making the Assassin freeze in the air, then exploded one by one blood burst out from their body. Blood is now splattered around the Inn to the stairs, to the furnitures and walls. The broken pots of Wine already had blood gushing out from it.
Wuxian smirked and that's when his eyes turned back to silver and face his beloved.
" We need to leave.. I can sense Assassins coming.." Wangji muttered, they quickly left the inn.
Wuxian sighed as they made it out in the inn as they took the path on the left when suddenly assassins ran towards them. Wangji quickly sauntered towards the group of assassins as he drew his swords out and let it fly aimed towards the assassins. The blade moves in haste slitting each throat of assassins until his sword comes back on his hands.
Beside him, Wuxian sighed, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "You didn't leave one alive. I wanted to know who sent them," he remarked. Wangji glanced at his best friend, sighing in response.
"It's Scorpion's Assassins. It seems the Lanling Jin Clan and the Scorpions have formed an alliance. At this point, I'm no longer surprised," Wangji replied, his voice tinged with a mix of weariness and resignation. Wuxian crossed his arms, a determined glint in his eyes.
