Wang Cen: I think it would be in your best interest to give in and listen to me.
Wu Xie: I'd rather eat a lemon.
Wang Cen: I-- what?
Wu Xie: You heard me.

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Wang Cen: I think it would be in your best interest to give in and listen to me.
Wu Xie: I'd rather eat a lemon.
Wang Cen: I-- what?
Wu Xie: You heard me.
Been thinking about Wang Cen's treatment his trainees vs his treatment of Wang Can lately.
More beneath the cut because the Babbit Babbles get long and there will be spoilers.
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После погрома базы Ван в сибирской глуши Ли Цу возвращается в Пекин к обычной жизни. Он зализывает раны, поступает в университет, а из хобби у него ― грызться с У Се, Чжан Жишанем и избегать новых ловушек стариков из разваленной Девятки семей. Последнее он с треском проваливает, когда узнает, что Панцзы с базы Ван утянул шкатулку с остатками чудом уцелевших феромонов, хранящих секреты древности. К несчастью для Ли Цу прочитать память предков почти без угрозы для жизни может только он. Почти ― ключевое слово. Потому что однажды у Панцзы пропадает шкатулка, а у Девяти семей ― Ли Цу.
Черные демонические глаза дают Ли Цу силу, кратковременную способность к нечеловеческим рефлексам. Ли Цу знает, что войти в это состояние сложно, но также знает, что в змеиных феромонах может быть ответ на этот вопрос. А узнать правду он хочет больше всего на свете.
Wang Cen: As you can see, you are outnumbered
Wu Xie: I usually am
Wang Cen: Your situation has become quite untenable
Wu Xie: It usually does
Wang Cen: You are within moments of being ripped apart by lightning channeled through a ritual created by wiped out civilization thousands of years ago
Wu Xie: …okay, that’s a new one for me
Li Cu: I’m here for the cult stuff.
Wang Cen: How did you find us?
Li Cu: I saw your ad on craigslist
Wang Cen: Join us. We have meat sticks.
Li Cu: I noticed and they're fucking awful.
Wang Can: I'll take them if you don't want them.
Li Cu: Damn, you'll eat anything, won't you.
Wang Can: Sorry, can't hear you over the chewing.
Wang Cen: Why did I sign up for this again?