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Two demons arrive at Cang Qiong.
"Your pricky scholar disciple would look good in northern realm wedding robes"
"You don't even know Jiu-er's name, you expect him to like you? Right, fat chance! Anyways I'll court your head disciple!"
Everyone looked at them blankly but with same taughts in their mind.
'THAT'S NOT HOW COURTING WORKS-!'
"Phatetic! I already took A-jiu's first time! Bye bye fuckers!" They watched wide eyed as Su Xiyan ran outside Cang Qiong carrying a flushed face Shen Qingqiu who wore nothing but an outer robe. And you could see his pink buds.
"Xiyan! I taught we were a team!"
That day. Yue Qingyuan was seen sulking as the Bai Zhan head disciple Liu Qingge drank countless bottles of wine.