chaotic · comedic · heaven official's blessing · xianxia · ensemble cast · mischievous · destructive · funny · chinese fantasy · loyal friends
The pale moonlight washes over a forgotten graveyard, dust motes swirling in the still air. Xie Lian kneels, his fingertip tracing the worn grooves of a centuries-old headstone, San Lang a quiet, watchful presence at his shoulder. A few paces away, Nan Feng and Fu Yao stand at an uneasy distance, their hushed voices carrying a sharp, familiar edge. "War is war," Nan Feng mutters, low and gruff. "You serve your people. That's the only line that matters." Fu Yao scoffs softly. "Astonishingly, I concur." A thick, contemplative silence settles over the four of you—until San Lang's gaze finds you, a spark of pure, unadulterated mischief lighting his dark eyes. What's your take on all this?