un: absterge

[downswing]

A child failed in Ke-Waihu. Again, in Serthica.

Here, young Princess Cle-Florens, convinced of duty as sacrifice. We cannot abandon.

Elsewise: beware the Wards, the Gut's Bind. Death wanders.

If you have come possessed or hell-tainted, speak.

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[binghua]

[...That...silences Xingchen for some time. To finally hear confirmation of something he has wanted for years...

But even that desire fulfilled does not grant him the satisfaction he had once hoped for. His feelings for Xue Yang or the man he pretended to be or some tricky mixture of the two are...wrong. Misplaced? Unforgivable. The man's actions have more than justified the need to kill him. It doesn't matter who does it in the end.

But it does feel like a hollow victory, one that comes almost too late. The massacre of the Chang Clan was horrible enough and deserving of the initial execution orders already. But then to have him escape or whatever happened just so he could do it all over again at Baixue Temple and then force Xingchen's own hand in and around Yi City...]

...Oh. Good.

[There is no joy on his response, hardly even any relief, just...weariness.]

[downswing]

He died in hurt and ignominy. Justice for his slain.

[binghua]

Justice. Yes. I hope his victims can find peace.

[downswing]

From daozhang's mouth unto the Heavens.

[binghua]

Pray the heavens listen.

[downswing]

Why would they not heed?

[binghua]

I do not think...

[He shakes his head, but clears his throat upon realization that Lan Wangji can't see that action.]

It does not matter. This is not about me.

[downswing]

It is not.