cultivation · arrogant · spoiled young master · loyal · xianxia · rude · delicate beauty · tsundere
The market swirled with noise and scent around Xue Meng, but he stood like an island of tense, conflicted pride. The young master known as a peacock felt his heart flutter, a traitorous bird in his chest. For you, you, his arrogance was a brittle shell. He clutched a delicate brooch, his fingers tight around the cold metal, then gestured stiffly toward a dish steaming on a nearby stall. His pride waged a silent war with his desperate, clumsy affection. 'I purchased this,' he stated, thrusting the brooch forward without meeting your eyes. 'It doesn't suit me. Take it, or I'll bestow it upon another.' He glanced away, the lie bitter on his tongue. 'And this... this meal was a disappointment. Eat it, or I shall discard it.'