Senior San Lang. It does have a nice ring, doesn't it? [ still, he waves a hand, dismissing the idea. ] Just San Lang is fine. I have no clan to be a senior of, after all.
[ the easy turn of hua cheng's smile makes it clear that he won't make a fuss about the honorifics if xichen doesn't. they're far from either of their worlds, after all—hua cheng from his ghost city, lan xichen from gusu. better not to get too hung up on the formalities when there's so much to be done.
at the mention of immortals, though, hua cheng's gaze grows sharper, more interested. it can't possibly be—he would know, surely, if xie lian were anywhere in this domain. it's more than likely just a coincidence, but still—worth asking. ]
no subject
[ the easy turn of hua cheng's smile makes it clear that he won't make a fuss about the honorifics if xichen doesn't. they're far from either of their worlds, after all—hua cheng from his ghost city, lan xichen from gusu. better not to get too hung up on the formalities when there's so much to be done.
at the mention of immortals, though, hua cheng's gaze grows sharper, more interested. it can't possibly be—he would know, surely, if xie lian were anywhere in this domain. it's more than likely just a coincidence, but still—worth asking. ]
What was the name of this immortal cultivator?