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for the beloved chinese steampunk novel 杀破狼 (sha po lang)
“No one knows what they’re capable of when backed into a corner, so don’t lower your guard under any circumstances. Cai-lao is getting on in years and He Ronghui is too hotheaded. Jiping, you’re the only one I can count on here.”
November 30, 2025 at 8:28 PM
Gu Yun had always treated the wu’ergu as merely a strange barbarian poison, and never seemed to take Chang Geng’s “little problem” seriously.

He rarely spoke of it, and never showed any concern in front of Chang Geng.

So he…was actually worrying about it all this time?
November 30, 2025 at 10:40 AM
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chang geng btw
November 29, 2025 at 3:14 AM
“Young folks like you ought to wear bright colors and live extravagantly. It’s not like you’re going to become a monk—what are you meditating for?”
November 29, 2025 at 5:10 PM
No matter how magnanimous and considerate his nature, such an existence was bound to transform him into a stray dog with its tail tucked between its legs.

Even if he desperately yearned for human warmth, he would still reject it again and again out of fear.
November 29, 2025 at 4:45 AM
Xu Ling could’ve prostrated himself in worship of Chang Geng.

At this point, if Prince Yan so much as farted, he would trust it unconditionally. He immediately left to carry out his instructions.
November 28, 2025 at 7:16 PM
Gu Yun shut his mouth.

The room went silent, and the two who had originally been conversing by screaming into each other’s ears switched to rapid sign language.
November 28, 2025 at 12:43 PM
"Fuck you, you useless pretty boy!" Fire Dragon spat.

Gu Yun smiled, reveling in the man's contempt. In his opinion, cursing someone by calling them a "pretty boy" was much like calling a woman a huli jing—it only meant the one being reviled had a lovely face.
November 28, 2025 at 4:15 AM
“What could I tell him? I just gave him a little encouragement. It’ll be up to his parents to keep things fair in the future.” Chang Geng smiled. “Actually, I think I’m quite like him in this respect. We’re both—”

“Sincere.”

Chang Geng started in surprise. “What?”
November 27, 2025 at 4:59 PM
So it was that the wastrel Shen Shiliu gained an enormously unfair advantage.

Even in the event that this lazy invalid fell into wretched poverty, Chang Geng would be obligated to provide for his godparent’s needs for the rest of his life and settle matters after his death.
November 27, 2025 at 8:46 AM
When Chang Geng had still been young and innocent, he had already suffered the full gamut of every frightful retribution the world had to offer.

There was nothing in this world or the next that could give him pause.
November 27, 2025 at 2:38 AM
Chang Geng started as he caught the implication of Gu Yun’s statement. He looked up in shock. “So you did this to…”

“That’s right. I’ve been lying in wait on the roadside to rob His Highness Prince Yan.”
November 26, 2025 at 5:32 PM
Now he ghosted his lips over the base of Gu Yun’s ear. “Had I been born twenty years earlier,” he said quietly, “I would have picked you up and stolen you away. I would have raised you properly in the lap of luxury.”
November 26, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Striding toward him, silhouetted by the sun at his back, was someone who should have long returned to the capital—Gu Yun!

Chang Geng’s feet slipped. The saber clanged to the ground as he fell forward into Gu Yun’s arms.
November 26, 2025 at 2:22 AM
It was several seconds before Gu Yun managed to digest the meaning of Chang Geng’s I do.

His previous wave of gooseflesh had barely subsided before a second wave was upon him, all his hair standing on end like a hedgehog.
November 25, 2025 at 5:00 PM
“He’s covered in acupuncture needles and can’t even bend his neck; I feel awful just looking at him. He really is more devoted than a blood-related…”

“Blood-related, my ass!” Unable to bear it any longer, Gu Yun exploded. “Where are you coming up with this stuff?! Get out!”
November 25, 2025 at 10:27 AM
The soul idol had been coated in a layer of grime earlier, but after a wash, it looked exactly like a real naked woman.

Shen Yi found the sight of it incredibly improper, and sent someone to find a set of clothes for the thing to wear.
November 25, 2025 at 3:31 AM
Just then, a figure tumbled out of the nearby carriage.

Heedless of this moving reunion between father and son, he stumbled to the side of the road and puked.
November 24, 2025 at 6:51 PM
“Go get some sleep. I’m sure you’ve had nothing good to eat and nowhere good to rest with that monk—oh, or do you want to stay here and sleep with me?”

The inside of Chang Geng’s head exploded like an array of fireworks, and his face went bright red.
November 24, 2025 at 10:24 AM
Caught off guard by such a scene, Shen Yi sucked in a smoke ring's worth of cold air, tripped over the threshold, and sprawled face-first onto the ground.
November 24, 2025 at 3:03 AM
Those who judged others by their own measure might regard even a half-grown child to be as shrewd and cunning as themselves, finding hidden knives in every word.
November 23, 2025 at 7:57 PM
The calm and confident king of beasts became a delicate and sickly kitten.

With one arm draped limply over Gu Yun’s shoulder, he murmured in a voice thin as gossamer, “Zixi, it hurts…”
November 23, 2025 at 2:26 PM
“Do you trust me? Zixi, as long as you say the word, I will climb any mountain of swords and wade through any sea of flames.”
November 23, 2025 at 9:19 AM
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November 20, 2025 at 8:52 AM
“That commandery prince of ours is quite the character. He holds the line when facing enemies on the battlefield and performs acupuncture when off it.

He filigrees leather sachets in his spare time and is a deft hand even in the holy ground of the kitchen....”
November 23, 2025 at 1:05 AM