"That is not a simple favor."
Nie Huaisang didnt find his revenge tasted sweet. It left a bitter aftertaste that still haunts him. It felt like having a stray fishbone lodged in his throat, itching him, poking him painfully at times, always there and what's worse is he's always conscious of it.
A deal with the devil (read: the demonic but righteous grandmaster of demonic cultivation) may give second chances for some.
"That is not a simple favor."
"It isn't for you?"
"You are overestimating me too much."
"You've done it before."
"Gotta give you some credit though, rather than cook up some plot to make me accidentally do it, you directly ask me this time."
"Now you're overestimating me."
"Oh I'm sure you can set something up, but I'd be really pissed off."
"Please, Wei-xiong. You're the only who can do it."
Wei Wuxian: "Why?"
Nie Huaisang: "I miss him. I miss my da-ge."
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