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Mobei Jun being angry slash jealous at Liu Qingge when Shang Qinghua looked too pitiful and begged Liu Qingge to take him back to the sect. Why is Mobei Jun angry? Whats this other emotion he never ever felt? Is he concerned that Shang Qinghua would go back to his sect? What if he goes? cant he go? Isn't that his sect?. Is he worried that Shang Qinghua would not give him any more secret reports? Of course, his little servant report's always comes handy. But... Is that the reason? The only reason? He is a king and he can deal with thing's even without the spy human cultivator.
"Look pitiful" his human said. "Look pathetic to the man you like" he suggested. Shang Qinghua always looked pathetic and pitiful in Front of Mobei Jun. Always. And for once when he tried to look pathetic in front of someone else.... Other than himself... Why can't Mobei Jun take it.
"Mine". That is the only word he could think of and cant even explain himself the meaning behind it.
Not knowing how to deal this, he just tried to forget this ever happened. Or to deal with this later and in a blink of an eye he is falling... Falling... Falling before he even know what happened or is happening. "This is it" he thought. He would not die from the fall, he knows. Probably badly injured but not deadly injuries. He could recover soon. He might. But what he did not expect is to hear a distant shout "HE CANT FLY!" And then there's a silhouette approaching him, to help him, to save him and its the last person Mobei Jun expects it to be.
Shang Qinghua, his human spy traitor cultivator. The very human who can through his sects pride under his boots to save himself. Whose priority is only himself and his life is the most precious thing to him. And the said cultivator shouts "MY KIIIIINGGGGG!!!" and that sounds....... so scared. Not scared of Mobei Jun but scared for Mobei Jun. He is riding his sword at such a speed to catch up the falling figure, he almost slipped and fell from his swords once. That was a frightening sight to Mobei Jun.
He thought the human would go back then, fearing for his own safety, own life but he did not. Nothing stopped him. Not the heavy winds cutting his face like blades and not the fear of his own death. Nothing.
Shang Qinghua helped him again.
Mobei Jun confusion could only grow more and more.