[He doesn't sense any maliciousness from Xingchen either. Is this man really so...pure? His stomach twists and he feels like he is either standing in the freezing cold or the scorching sun. In either case, he needs a place to hide; a place with plenty of shadow so the wind can't find him and the light can't burn him.]
You... [His lips twist sardonically and he laughs, throwing his head back.] Ah Daozhang, I haven't trusted anyone since then. But...
[The offer is too good to pass up. Tearing open the brace with his teeth, Xue Yang removes it and stretches out his butchered hand.]
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You... [His lips twist sardonically and he laughs, throwing his head back.] Ah Daozhang, I haven't trusted anyone since then. But...
[The offer is too good to pass up. Tearing open the brace with his teeth, Xue Yang removes it and stretches out his butchered hand.]
Disgusted?