[Xiao Xingchen turns to look at Xue Yang again, as bad at hiding his own surprise. While he's still careful to remember that everything the man does is another trick into either making Xiao Xingchen let down his guard or an attempt to rile him up, he can't figure why Xue Yang actually appears surprised—or rather, why would he think that being surprised about this would help in either case? Or perhaps he believes the sight this disguise really would make him relent, as if he'd forgotten that Xiao Xingchen couldn't even see it when they first grew close.
Again he finds himself trying to understand Xue Yang, when he already should have it settled in his mind.
His cool gaze sweeps over to him.]
I will, if that is what Master wishes.
[In any other case, he would rather choke on these words than say it to Xue Yang, but he almost feels a sense of accomplishment in treating him like anyone else.]
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Again he finds himself trying to understand Xue Yang, when he already should have it settled in his mind.
His cool gaze sweeps over to him.]
I will, if that is what Master wishes.
[In any other case, he would rather choke on these words than say it to Xue Yang, but he almost feels a sense of accomplishment in treating him like anyone else.]