Annoying

It's just too much, this constant pestering, this little god; Lang Qianqiu, is so unnerving. He thinks he's mighty, General Tai Hua but to you, he's just a spoiled little brat.

He is nothing but a nuisance, he pops up everywhere, with that smug smile and all you want to do is run a mile whenever you see him.

You used not to mind him, he was harmless enough. But now he's always there, calling your bluff, questioning your actions, annoying you so, and as for those flowers, they've got to go.

The flowers could be appreciated but it's nothing unique. It's common. You always get flowers from your followers.

Going here every day with a bouquet of Tiger Lilies at hand, he says, are your favourite kind. But he never asked, he just assumed. Or observed from what your followers gave to you. They do hold a special meaning, that's true, but he has no clue what it is.

Today is no difference, he came barging in with a bouquet of tiger lilies, that pesky grin adorning his face. "Hello!" He exclaimed,