[Xiao Xingchen's gaze sticks to Xue Yang's face as he continues to hear the surreal and disturbing scene play out. Just as expected, he can't get a read on Xue Yang's thoughts. Did he expect to see more amusement from one so disposed to violence, even if he refrained from it them? Something more dismissive, with displeasure that they don't depict the subtlety, and the way he played on Xiao Xingchen's fears without acting on them?
He can't make any sense of this face.
Then he sees Jiangzai, and immediately springs into action.]
Xue Yang, don't--
[He has no time to hesitate. The figures playing this out aren't alive and don't feel pain, and the worst that might happen is Xue Yang being electrocuted or otherwise punished for making a scene. Yet when seeing this man ready himself for some violent act, he just can't... simply stand by.
Shuanghua stays in its sheath as he throws his arms around Xue Yang from behind, both gentle yet as strong as an iron hoop.]
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He can't make any sense of this face.
Then he sees Jiangzai, and immediately springs into action.]
Xue Yang, don't--
[He has no time to hesitate. The figures playing this out aren't alive and don't feel pain, and the worst that might happen is Xue Yang being electrocuted or otherwise punished for making a scene. Yet when seeing this man ready himself for some violent act, he just can't... simply stand by.
Shuanghua stays in its sheath as he throws his arms around Xue Yang from behind, both gentle yet as strong as an iron hoop.]