LU ZHEN XI âĻ The Jiuweihu âĻ The Prince of TianShi
SPEECH: #B73201 âĻ THOUGHT: Italic #B73201
SPEECH: #B73201 âĻ THOUGHT: Italic #B73201
He followed his friend and brother, although not by blood. Closing the door behind them, he placed the wine on the table in the middle of the main room and flicked his fingers, making the candles around them become alive with fire. ZhenXi was more adept with his magic than he let people know, which inclided Rou and Cai, although something said that Rou would figure it out anytime soon. ZhenXi had to be careful!
"I wouldn't say I am new. Yes, for this house, it does apply, but I started with this in age of thirteen, when my mother lost her precious comb. You could say I found the spark and joy of finding things and helping people," he smiled to Wang Rou and appointed towards a humble pillow across himself, as he took the seat.
"Talking about Big Brother Cai ascending to the throne...," he mused, looking straight at Rou, "I might have some news, and none of those is something either of you desire to hear in any matter or form. Please, take a seat."
"I wouldn't say I am new. Yes, for this house, it does apply, but I started with this in age of thirteen, when my mother lost her precious comb. You could say I found the spark and joy of finding things and helping people," he smiled to Wang Rou and appointed towards a humble pillow across himself, as he took the seat.
"Talking about Big Brother Cai ascending to the throne...," he mused, looking straight at Rou, "I might have some news, and none of those is something either of you desire to hear in any matter or form. Please, take a seat."