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Being a Peak Lord has lots of perks, one of them being that it's a whole lot easier for Shang Qinghua to wave off his regular trips to the Demon Realm as ""business trips"" now that he has no superiors to come up with convincing lies for. Zhangmen-shixiong isn't a bad sect leader, but he's just so trusting. That, and...no one ever reads the logistics reports, yet another example of An Ding Peak's hard work going overlooked. But it works out in Shang Qinghua's favor, so he's not going to complain. Maybe if Cang Qiong Mountain Sect didn't want their Peak Lords to become corrupt and misappropriate sect resources, they shouldn't make it so easy?
Ah, well. Not like this is really Shang Qinghua's chosen lifestyle, he'd be off living a life of happy obscurity if it weren't for the System cornering him into this stupid plotline. If he hadn't faltered when he and Mobei Jun first met, when he'd actually had the opportunity...ugh, but he can't even bring himself to regret that, either! Besides, having Mobei Jun for a boss...hasn't been as terrible as he thought it would? He's nicer than Shang Qinghua remembers writing him towards the original goods, although admittedly there wasn't a whole lot of that in the original novel because...haha.
Because he fucking died so early on in the plot!!!
The thought is really weighing on him right now, in particular because the information he's bringing Mobei Jun this time is early intel on the sect's participation in the Immortal Alliance Conference. The System cornered him into this life, but he's not so willing to give it up, so he's been trying to butter up Mobei Jun from the start. You save someone's life once, you get some gratitude, sure, but if you make yourself indispensable to them? Well, Shang Qinghua definitely isn't at that level, but he always brings snacks or some other novelty from the human world along with the information, and he hopes it's working. It seems to be, at any rate. Mobei Jun doesn't beat him up on the regular, although...it does kind of make Shang Qinghua worry that something's gone wrong. Don't get him wrong, he doesn't want to get the shit kicked out of him, it's just that it feels off, that's all...
It's just...the Mobei Jun he remembers writing was, hmmm, more sexily menacing, you know?
Maybe he really is just grateful to Shang Qinghua for saving him and all his continued service. He also probably just likes having someone to shove paperwork onto. Whenever Shang Qinghua comes to deliver intel, he inevitably winds up sitting around and doing a bunch of logistics legwork for the demons, so in that sense, it really is basically...just a business trip.
Shang Qinghua pokes his head into Mobei Jun's chambers before inching inside. Mobei Jun's mood could well change at the drop of a hat, so Shang Qinghua stays on his toes. You just never know with a guy like that, okay! The man has a face like a stone wall. An incredibly manly chiseled stone wall, but still—
"Hello, my king? I come bringing gifts..." He holds up an armful of scrolls, a bag of melon seeds in one fist. One of the scrolls slips through his arms and falls to the floor, and the second he moves to try and pick it up, several more tumble out of his arms. So it's gonna be that kinda day, huh. Ahh, fuck. "Haha, sorry, sorry, I'll get those—"
Ah, well. Not like this is really Shang Qinghua's chosen lifestyle, he'd be off living a life of happy obscurity if it weren't for the System cornering him into this stupid plotline. If he hadn't faltered when he and Mobei Jun first met, when he'd actually had the opportunity...ugh, but he can't even bring himself to regret that, either! Besides, having Mobei Jun for a boss...hasn't been as terrible as he thought it would? He's nicer than Shang Qinghua remembers writing him towards the original goods, although admittedly there wasn't a whole lot of that in the original novel because...haha.
Because he fucking died so early on in the plot!!!
The thought is really weighing on him right now, in particular because the information he's bringing Mobei Jun this time is early intel on the sect's participation in the Immortal Alliance Conference. The System cornered him into this life, but he's not so willing to give it up, so he's been trying to butter up Mobei Jun from the start. You save someone's life once, you get some gratitude, sure, but if you make yourself indispensable to them? Well, Shang Qinghua definitely isn't at that level, but he always brings snacks or some other novelty from the human world along with the information, and he hopes it's working. It seems to be, at any rate. Mobei Jun doesn't beat him up on the regular, although...it does kind of make Shang Qinghua worry that something's gone wrong. Don't get him wrong, he doesn't want to get the shit kicked out of him, it's just that it feels off, that's all...
It's just...the Mobei Jun he remembers writing was, hmmm, more sexily menacing, you know?
Maybe he really is just grateful to Shang Qinghua for saving him and all his continued service. He also probably just likes having someone to shove paperwork onto. Whenever Shang Qinghua comes to deliver intel, he inevitably winds up sitting around and doing a bunch of logistics legwork for the demons, so in that sense, it really is basically...just a business trip.
Shang Qinghua pokes his head into Mobei Jun's chambers before inching inside. Mobei Jun's mood could well change at the drop of a hat, so Shang Qinghua stays on his toes. You just never know with a guy like that, okay! The man has a face like a stone wall. An incredibly manly chiseled stone wall, but still—
"Hello, my king? I come bringing gifts..." He holds up an armful of scrolls, a bag of melon seeds in one fist. One of the scrolls slips through his arms and falls to the floor, and the second he moves to try and pick it up, several more tumble out of his arms. So it's gonna be that kinda day, huh. Ahh, fuck. "Haha, sorry, sorry, I'll get those—"

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"You think if we help him out now he might buy it if I surrender when he comes out of the Abyss? I don't know... Wasn't the only reason he trusted the original Mobei Jun because he'd already owned him so completely they both knew there'd be no point in him trying to go against Bing-ge? It's probably safer to just endure it, right?"
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This guy seems pretty willing to get beat up by Luo Binghe despite claiming to hate Shang Qinghua’s life’s work, huh.
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"You're right," he says brightly, and pats Mobei Jun on the arm. His massive arm, which Shang Qinghua pats again just for the novelty of it. "You'll just have to take that one for the team, then. I'm counting on you, Cucumber-bro!"
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At least all the furniture in here is freezing cold, so Shang Qinghua just presses his hand against the desk, and he gives Mobei Jun a sidelong glance. He looks like a mix of annoyed and disgusted. "Can you sit up straight? You're just walking right all over Mobei Jun's cool image. Would it kill you to respect the character?"
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"Are you crying? I barely hit you. Anyway what does it matter if I 'respect the character' or not, you're the only one here and you know I'm not the real thing!" He folds his arms with a huff. "I was perfectly convincing before, wasn't I?"
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Well...
It's kind of more of a pout. Mobei Jun pouts.
"Only because I didn't want you to -- you know." He waves a hand, flustered. "End up betraying me and have to be executed. If it's really that much of a problem," he adds with a huff, "Now I know that's not going to be an issue, I don't need to try to make sure you don't do anything stupid, do I?"
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"No! Obviously not," Shang Qinghua says immediately with a nervous high-pitched laugh. It's really funny (ha ha ha) how Peerless Cucumber sucks so bad at being Mobei Jun, except for when he's actually mad or annoyed, in which case it's a lot closer to the original goods. "You just give the orders and I'll take care of everything!"
He's in autopilot bow and scrape mode, but -- hang on! Actually, why should he be taking orders from Peerless Cucumber? The chain of command is only for show by now, they're transmigrators working together! Shang Qinghua quickly clears his throat, trying to recover dignity he never lost in the first place.
"By which I mean, you know, use our combined powers to advance the story," he says, like he's about to follow up with some kind of helpful suggestion, but...nope. "So, uhh...what's our next move? Obviously we've gotta go through the whole Bing-ge being shoved into Abyss and kicking your ass plan, but how do we, um. Prepare for Luo Binghe?" (There is no preparing for Luo Binghe.) "I mean, from what I've heard, he's pretty much on track to fulfill that arc, so I guess there's nothing extra we can do in the meantime? Just go ahead with our plans for the Conference?"
Which means Shang Qinghua has a great excuse to not pick up any more work than he already has on his plate. Granted, 'on track to fulfill that arc' is just a nice way of saying that Shen Qingqiu is still helping Luo Binghe build character through a melange of abuse, but that's supposed to happen! It's necessary for his character development, right? If Shang Qinghua did anything to help him, it would probably totally throw that off track, right??