un: bashful bard of the emboldened flute

[consignation]

[ You know how other people are using the network to disseminate important information? Or to gather data, make connections, organize expeditions?

Well, Jiang Cheng is going to use for something equally important, to him. He is going to use it to complain. ]

I don't know why I agreed to this. I don't know what I expected.

[ No introduction, no context, no real explanation. ]

The Lans are notoriously delicate. Bland diets, soft complexions, their beauty sleep.

Why. Would he even ask for this when he's clearly never stayed up past dusk in his life?!

[ All of this is delivered in a low, hushed, seething whisper.

Then, quieter, to his mystery companion— ]

What does my brother see in you—

Comments

[beitangmoran]

... What is a Sect Leader?

[Oh, and in case you thought he couldn't get more irritating...]

I was not sleeping, but it is hard to concentrate on working when one had random background commentary coming in.

[consignation]

The leader of a sect. I lead the Yunmeng Jiang Sect, ergo am their Sect Leader.

And regardless of what activity you're involved in, put the damn network device away if it's bothering you!!

[beitangmoran]

.... And what is a sect, then?

[because that still doesn't answer the question, in fact.]

I am using it to work, so I can't very well put it away.