[Oh. The man just goes for it. Jiang Cheng doesn't even have time to try to wrangle Xie Lian over, the other man makes it look terribly graceful and easy. Hm. Definitely not a god or an eight hundred year old.]
About what, the sword or Yunmeng Jiang?
[Quickly, he steps after Xie Lian on to the balcony and, ducking just slight, inside. The sword swings carefully up and around, and he catches the hilt behind his back in his hand, making sure it's pointed out of the way until he can get in and sheathe it. Xie Lian wasn't wrong: it is a very nice sword. Sharp in its edges, details elegant.]
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[Oh. The man just goes for it. Jiang Cheng doesn't even have time to try to wrangle Xie Lian over, the other man makes it look terribly graceful and easy. Hm. Definitely not a god or an eight hundred year old.]
About what, the sword or Yunmeng Jiang?
[Quickly, he steps after Xie Lian on to the balcony and, ducking just slight, inside. The sword swings carefully up and around, and he catches the hilt behind his back in his hand, making sure it's pointed out of the way until he can get in and sheathe it. Xie Lian wasn't wrong: it is a very nice sword. Sharp in its edges, details elegant.]