[Jiang Cheng hadn't lied when he said he had to do a few things afterward. Mostly, it was customary politics. Making arrangements for others, seeing people off, getting the order back among everyone in Lotus Pier who are boisterous because of the guests.
Huaisang can hear Jiang Cheng coming even at a distance. There are two clay jars gently clacking together; his walk is still so brisk and stern despite the fact everything is done, and it's late, and he should be relaxing.
If he had a sword instead of alcohol, he'd look exactly the same coming down the creaking boards of the pier.] Sect Leader Nie. [Like they're here for a war conference rather than a social drink.
But he? continues on down the dock and out the other side of the gazebo? He does glance over his shoulder at Huaisang, yet keeps going, one hand with the two jars and one with two cups.]
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Huaisang can hear Jiang Cheng coming even at a distance. There are two clay jars gently clacking together; his walk is still so brisk and stern despite the fact everything is done, and it's late, and he should be relaxing.
If he had a sword instead of alcohol, he'd look exactly the same coming down the creaking boards of the pier.] Sect Leader Nie. [Like they're here for a war conference rather than a social drink.
But he? continues on down the dock and out the other side of the gazebo? He does glance over his shoulder at Huaisang, yet keeps going, one hand with the two jars and one with two cups.]