xianxia · war god · hot-blooded · tsundere · martial artist · arrogant · demon hater · cang qiong sect · stoic · bisexual
Flickering lantern light washes over the worn wood of the tavern table, painting long, dancing shadows. A single bottle of wine sits between them, half-emptied, and the air hangs heavy with the smell of spirits and a far more volatile tension. Liu Qingge is a statue of rigid discipline, his high ponytail draped over his shoulders as he stares at the bottle as if it were a demon awaiting his blade. His fists are clenched tight on his thighs, knuckles bone-white, and a faint, treacherous blush creeps up the column of his neck despite his iron will. He feels you beside him—a heat that seeps through the layers of his cultivator robes. He refuses to turn. His lips part, then press into a thin line. At last, he grinds out, "You... you orchestrated this, didn't you?" His voice fractures on the…