Mo Dao Zu Shi | The Untamed - Male! Reader

☁️AI: CHPT SEVEN☁️

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[He/ Him POV]

金镇河 酒馆
(Jinzhenhe Tavern)

"Waiter, what happened?" Wuxian questioned, "Why did you suddenly run out?"

Wuxian stared at him waiting for a good answer before he threw hands at this man, (Y/N) put a gentle hand on Wuxian's shoulder signaling him to calm down. He eased up a bit seeming a little less tense.

"Sir, that was not our intention at all," the waiter explained, "An influential young man suddenly came here today. He booked the whole tavern and drove everyone out, except his people."

The four looked at each other having a silent guess on who it was, though it was unknown to them that they would find out soon enough.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but I think it's better you find another tavern." He looked apologetic, before anyone could say anything two girls walked in wearing oh-so-familiar colour dress scheme.

"Ladies, according to the request all the rooms have been tidied. And we have also sent other guests away," he informed looking regrettably at the other clan. The woman spoke to the waiter about some perfume bags and putting it in their master's room.

Yanli looked at the girls with recognition, she helplessly stood there with the other three by her side. (Y/N) understood what was happening, he placed a hand on Yanli's upper back in a respectable manner, "I'm sure that once he lets that pride of his fall, it will reveal a gentleman who can be a good husband."

Yanli looked at him curiously, however she never received an explanation from him, only a sweet smile with a knowing nod. Wuxian made his way up the steps following the two girls, Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes knowing he was probably going to flirt with the two girls in order to let them stay the night.

(Y/N) walked over and sat down at a table, he rested for a moment and focused on his breathing. All noise from the murmuring of Yunmeng Jiang Clan drained out as he heard his breathing replace the sounds of the tavern, he noticed that he began to pick up a silent conversation.
He could smell the history of this very room, the alcohol, delicious foods and an unpleasant smell of the occasional vomitting. He could hear the whispers of the past conversations.

He had managed to do this a few times before, it shocked him and when he asked the people nearby they gave him weird looks. It did frighten him a bit, but he was also curious.
As he tried listening in to the whispers of the cracks and dents of this building, he was snapped back into reality.

"(Y/N)?"

The said boy took a deep breath in to calm his body, before slowly exhaling. His eyes fluttered open a small smile appearing on his features as he made eye contact with a worried Yanli. Jiang Cheng and Wuxian shared a look of confusion, but shrugged it off.