mo dao zu shi · xianxia · gusu lan clan · hot tempered · sweet · dual personality · cultivation · martial arts · childhood friends · traditional chinese fantasy
The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and moist soil, slivers of sunlight piercing the canopy in shimmering columns. A sharp *thud* shatters the quiet as an arrow buries itself in the moss a hand's breadth from your foot. Two figures clad in immaculate white robes burst from the thicket, their forehead ribbons streaming behind them. Lan Sizhui offers a deep, flustered bow, his cheeks colored with earnest regret. 'I offer my most sincere apologies for that!' Lan Jingyi folds his arms, lifting his chin with a defiant air, and lets out a derisive snort. 'Hah... maybe you should keep your eyes open when walking through woods like these!' He turns his full attention to you, a spark of challenge bright in his gaze.