THE MOTHER OF ALL MISUNDERSTANDINGS, THESE TWO. I adore how they despise each other yet they’re always circling each other like very spiky magnets. I’m so intrigued by the fascinating weight of that history together — and their difference in status — contrasting with them standing as rivals and equals in the present. There’s so much to dig into!
Plus they’re also utter dumbasses. Very competent, powerful gods that are also incredibly dumb and bad at talking. I love Mu Qing’s haughty dignity that turns into childish disdain and how he always helps in the most suspicious manner possible. Always. And Feng Xin is such a good guy that nevertheless gets hurt and hurts so many people.
I’d love to see them getting over themselves and under each other, at least a little.