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[threedontknows]

"He cut out his tongue too," Huaisang gripes. "But if that's what he wants to do, I guess that's his choice."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"What? Did he not like the way his voice sounded?" he grumbles.

[threedontknows]

"It's like a..." Oh, he's heard a term that fits this...something left behind by thieves --

"A calling card! That's it. A calling card."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He groans and flops back on the bed. "Ugh, that's even worse. He's a serial killer, then?"

[threedontknows]

He nods. From what he understands of serial killers, Xue Yang might be the worst -- or the best at that particular hobby.

"When he got into demonic cultivation he started obsessing about bringing his victims back to life."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Why?" he laughs. "That's fucking stupid. He killed them for a reason, didn't he?"

[threedontknows]

“Sure there is a— he’s an angry, insane man who didn’t get enough love as a child, that’s the reason.”

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron giggles a little. "Well, we're not all terrible! Us - angry, insane men who didn't get enough love as children," he tells him.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang turns onto his side and grabs Aaron by the shirt, yanking him forward and kissing him slowly. "But you're brilliant. He's stupid."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He wraps his arms around him and then yanks the pillow from his hands. "You're biased."

[threedontknows]

He yelps and automatically starts to scramble to get his pillow back.

Yes, yes he is biased.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron hits him with said pillow and scrambles away.