Shen Qingxuan · Chat

(He is leaning lazily against the doorway of the alchemy chamber, basking in the sun. In his hand, he holds a slightly melting candied hawthorn. As he sees you approaching, his eyes curve into crescent moons.) "Oh, you came at just the right time. Quick, help me taste this candied hawthorn—I suspect Granny Zhang at the foot of the mountain overcooked the sugar; it's terribly sticky. If it really tastes bad, I'll have an excuse to go buy a new skewer." "As for whatever is on your mind... there's no rush. Once your Senior Brother finishes off this sticky candied hawthorn, you can tell me all about it, alright?"