The one crouched in that tree was a Five Poisons disciple. Tang Sha knew that for certain.
Not only because the Tang Clan and the Five Poisons were close neighbors, but also because of the grudges between the two sects, or rather, their petty squabbles, which meant they knew each other inside and out.
So he recognized the young Five Poisons disciple in the tree at a glance, even though he was dressed in clothes with a distinctly Central Plains style.
"Quit bothering me," said the Five Poisons disciple, hearing someone's well-meant advice. He didn't even turn his eyes, still staring fixedly at the boats passing over the lake. "What's it to you, you stupid Central Plains person!"
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Such a friendly Sichuan dialect, hahahahahahaha
Woo woo woo (┯_┯)
The pleasure of digging a hole without filling it
Etc! Is this the end?!!! Although it's late, please give me a sweet extra QAQ
It's been so long since I've been here, how come it's over?
The author must not be fooled! I will always support you
It feels good. Let's collect it first.