[It would certainly be unlike the horrible old fox, if he hadn't known, but. Why is that his question? Surely one secret is enough and no one needs to drag Li Lianhua into this, and he's already established he's fine anyway.]
Of course he knew.
[...Probably. Does he feel a hitch in his breathing? Nah, that was for a higher purpose.]
[That's not really surprising information, but it does make him press his lips together in something of an annoyed sulk. He should have known that his being left out of this and that had started from the beginning, but he would have felt better if that wasn't the case.]
[Not that it matters now. And that follow up question is something difficult to look at.]
...Do you want me to? I'm not feeling unwell, so I doubt it's necessary.
[Well in that case the being left out probably kept Fang Duobing alive and was very convenient for all involved otherwise. Li Lianhua is a curse but he was probably right, that time, as is too often the case. The sulking would be very funny if Di Feisheng could intuit it, though.]
If I don't have anything to tell, then making accusations won't suddenly produce something. I can't give you what I don't have.
And I did tell him. I told him several times, but I don't think he understands that things were different then. He told me himself he's never changed his mind about someone he's been at odds with previously.
[They are friends now. The probability of being poisoned has decreased by at least half. Which puts it at just shy of a normal day, probably. The Jianghu being what it is.]
Experience, I think. His world seems very [simple? straight forward?] set on its course. The pieces that move about do so predictably--or the role that he plays is clear enough that ally and enemy never blur. I don't think he's ever had cause to make peace with someone... and I'd like to hope that means he's never suffered betrayals, either.
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[No, hold on. He can't seem too surprised by that. Di Feisheng won't let him live it down, and that's also not in the spirit of sharing right now.]
I should have known by how ill-mannered he was.
[Nailed it. Still, what the fuck.]
Did Li Lianhua know?
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Of course he knew.
[...Probably. Does he feel a hitch in his breathing? Nah, that was for a higher purpose.]
Are you going to tell me anything?
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[That's not really surprising information, but it does make him press his lips together in something of an annoyed sulk. He should have known that his being left out of this and that had started from the beginning, but he would have felt better if that wasn't the case.]
[Not that it matters now. And that follow up question is something difficult to look at.]
...Do you want me to? I'm not feeling unwell, so I doubt it's necessary.
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I thought you said it was a precaution.
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I don't keep secrets, so what would I be able to tell you? Don't you already know everything about me?
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Finding out your ancestry was enough at the time. Speaking of which, perhaps you should tell your friend I'm not going to poison you again.
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And I did tell him. I told him several times, but I don't think he understands that things were different then. He told me himself he's never changed his mind about someone he's been at odds with previously.
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[Bold of Fang Duobing to assume he changed his mind, rather than his assessment of how much poisoning him would accomplish.]
Do you think that's lack of experience or stubbornness?
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Experience, I think. His world seems very [simple? straight forward?] set on its course. The pieces that move about do so predictably--or the role that he plays is clear enough that ally and enemy never blur. I don't think he's ever had cause to make peace with someone... and I'd like to hope that means he's never suffered betrayals, either.