tw: explicit sexual content
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Su Xueyi approaches Huan Xuan with a poisonous glare, the sword raised in front of his chest. "Leave these lands."
Huan Xuan's arm tightens around Xi Ming's waist. "I intend to."
Xi Ming sighs. "Yi-ge, just let us go."
Su Xueyi isn't moved by his plea.
"Our crops have been dying, Ming-di, are you going to tell me that's not his doing?" he shouts, brandishing his swords as the mob behind him echoes his anger.
Xi Ming steps in front of Huan Xuan, shielding his broader frame with his much slimmer body. "Huan Xuan wouldn't do that."
"Then who did it?" Asks an angry woman carrying what looks like plow.
Huan Xuan gives the crowd a disinterested once over. "Maybe the lot of you are as bad at farming as you are at fishing."
That gets him a renewed wave of cries and insults.
Xi Ming doesn't flinch from his side. "You want him gone, I'll take him away."
