ATLAS [MDZS][TGCF] [WANGXIAN] [HUALIAN]

"Eh! 'Little brother,' what!" Wei WuXian says, mock-outraged. "I'm thirty-five!" (Sort of. He was born thirty-five years ago, anyway.) "You must be, what, twenty-five tops?"

"Nooo," Xie Lian says, smiling. "I'm eight hundred years old."

"You don't look a day over four hundred," Wei WuXian says. "Seriously, how old are you?"

"Seriously, I'm eight hundred years old," Xie Lian tells him.

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Lan WangJi had a lot of time to pray to different gods while Wei WuXian was dead. One of them was Hua Cheng.

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