Summary:
<blockquote>Talking at someone is only fun for so long. That's all being a sect leader is: talking and talking to people bound by courtesy to listen to you. It's so fucking dull. A relief, then, to face one’s equal, and no less an old friend who is inclined to interrupt you whenever you ramble. He likes it. It’s one of Jiang Cheng’s best qualities.
In the years after Guanyin Temple, Nie Huaisang attends to unfinished business.</blockquote>
➤ REALLY GOOD, but I tore through the majority of the fic when it was only nearly done, and then waited for the conclusion to be posted, and that created a feeling of very uneven pacing because of how I read it and so the ending felt more distant for me. I think if I'd read it all in one go I would think it was ALL great though!
