Ranqing. {Xuanye tucks his mask away and extends an arm, motioning towards the building that houses the apartments.} This way, little god. What would Heaven do without you?
{He is teasing...yet not at the same time. He knows his son is important - vitally important - and the irony isn't lost on him.}
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{He is teasing...yet not at the same time. He knows his son is important - vitally important - and the irony isn't lost on him.}
She was the Primordial Lord in her time.