@zaiyunshen Wei Wuxian was sitting on a tall tree’s branch when the paper man returned into his palm. He situated himself close to the entrance, but still in a good distance. In his spare hand, he held a snow-white bottle of Emperor’s Smile and he took a sip.
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@zaiyunshen Yet, he still stood here. In the Quiet Room, on Lan Zhan’s table.
The paper man flailed his foldable arms around before deciding on an X sign, as in ‘no’.
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