Promises that he wants to keep. His soul might be rotten, but Xiao Xingchen makes him want to be...someone else. Someone better. This is a new world; he has a chance.

So far, so good!

He closes his eyes contentedly and wonders how a simple embrace can feel so good. This is just more of Xingchen's magic.

"I knew I could count on you~"

Ying flops onto the grass, happy to share her soft fuzz. With Xiu. Not Xue Yang. She's mad at him.

"Nope! The job's done thanks to you." he curls his arm around Xingchen's waist and narrows his eyes, "Lady Ying, I won't gain my title if I don't risk my neck."