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Wang Rou β The White Peony β
SPEECH: #3369A0
Wang Rou β The White Peony β
SPEECH: #3369A0
So ZhenXi planned to go with them? This made things even more complicated in Wang Rou's opinion. ZhenXi was more capable of fighting his own battles than Lu Cai, but two crown princes running off at the same time? With the same lowly companion? The court was going to be in an uproar for sure. If Wang Rou made it out of this with his head still firmly attached to his body, it'd be a miracle.
Wang Rou's mind was drawn elsewhere when ZhenXi opened the door to another room. Leaving his fuchen in the main room for now, Wang Rou picked up his sword and followed He had seen things that were much worse than this, but the idea that his "little brother" was working out of such a place was... shocking, to say the least.
"You can't read this?" he asked, glancing over the symbols painted in blood on the walls.
They seemed fairly clear to him. There were a few that left him at a loss, but for the most part he could understand the general idea. Because of this, he assumed it was some ancient language native to TianShi. After all, he had studied the history of this kingdom since he was a child. This included past ruling sects and their dialects dating back centuries.
But if this was an alphabet native to the region, Lu ZhenXi should also have studied it. So it wasn't from TianShi? Then how could Wang Rou read it? Any other dialects from the surrounding areas would also be known to the both of them, as they have had the same language studies growing up.
"What language is this?" Wang Rou inquired, struggling with the desire to run his fingers over the characters. They almost seemed to call out to him.
Wang Rou's mind was drawn elsewhere when ZhenXi opened the door to another room. Leaving his fuchen in the main room for now, Wang Rou picked up his sword and followed He had seen things that were much worse than this, but the idea that his "little brother" was working out of such a place was... shocking, to say the least.
"You can't read this?" he asked, glancing over the symbols painted in blood on the walls.
They seemed fairly clear to him. There were a few that left him at a loss, but for the most part he could understand the general idea. Because of this, he assumed it was some ancient language native to TianShi. After all, he had studied the history of this kingdom since he was a child. This included past ruling sects and their dialects dating back centuries.
But if this was an alphabet native to the region, Lu ZhenXi should also have studied it. So it wasn't from TianShi? Then how could Wang Rou read it? Any other dialects from the surrounding areas would also be known to the both of them, as they have had the same language studies growing up.
"What language is this?" Wang Rou inquired, struggling with the desire to run his fingers over the characters. They almost seemed to call out to him.