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Three people were seen walking together in some part of Baifeng Mountain.
To be exact, it was two people walking and talking seriously, while the other one was like strolling in the back garden. His head turned left and right, paying attention to whatever caught his interest. Even if it was just a simple scene of a squirrel nibbling on some acorns.
The person wanted to take a closer look at the chubby squirrel, yet his popularity with small animals was still as disheartening as ever. The squirrel instantly felt goosebumps, looking at this grinning human, it knew that once those grabby paws landed on its body, the peaceful day onwards would be gone. So it scampered away in a flash.
On the front, Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao were talking seriously about the current hunt. Both had a mild expression on their face. Rather than 2 sworn brothers spending time together, it was more like 2 politicians meeting each other for a joint project.
Lan Xichen himself actually felt pleasantly surprised by their current status quo. These days, after he regarded Jin Guangyao as his political adversary, Lan Xichen could learn a lot more just from their exchange, compared to when he mostly regarded the man as his close friend. It was because as brothers, he would look at the person with a favorable light and subconsciously had bias. Even if he wanted to deny it, the kindness and trust he gave to Jin Guangyao might have been tainted with "pity" on some parts.
He once regarded Jin Guangyao as a helpless and somewhat powerless person. Subconsciously, even his acknowledgment of his ability was also mixed under the "sympathetic appreciation". However, as a mere political foe, Lan Xichen would undoubtedly look at him more critically, scrutinizing his every move and analyzing them with logic rather than biased emotions.
Jin Guangyao himself was indeed worthy in his administrative ability. In this case, when an intelligent individual like Lan Xichen carried a deal with him, there would be a lot to learn and improvise from their interactions. To which, Lan Xichen felt a mixed feeling about. It turned out he could grow and sharpen himself more as a Sect Leader not through brotherhood but simply adversary.
As Lan Xichen thought about how his younger brother had evolved by leaps and bounds in his communication aspect, just because Lan Xichen became his biggest rival, it seemed to make sense. Having a foe to watch out for might indeed ignite a person's ambition and passion. Especially when it was a healthy one, without being tainted by unfounded jealousy.
Jin Guangyao was still talking about whether to expand the hunting ground after looking at the total number of participants coming today, "...and, considering the abilities of some portion of the Cultivators, the previous allotment of space shouldn't be able to accommodate them in displaying their skill to their utmost. What do you think, ErGe?"
"ErGe?"
Hearing no answer from Lan Xichen, Jin Guangyao had to turn his head to look at the opponent of this conversation.
At some point, Lan Xichen's attention was suddenly diverted to somewhere else. The person had deliberately slowed down his pace to match with the third person's advancement. The third person, Wei Wuxian, had unknowingly stopped somewhere before and was somewhat left behind.
Once Wei Wuxian caught up to their current position, Lan Xichen wordlessly wrapped his hand loosely around his waist, pulling Wei Wuxian closer to his side. The movement was smooth and fluid, as if it came out as natural to him. As he did this, his gaze had subconsciously softened, looking at Wei Wuxian with unspeakable tenderness.
Wei Wuxian himself was focusing on peeling some kind of wild fruits in his hand. It was unknown from which trees he had picked them up. Parting a small bite of the juicy flesh, he turned his body to the side slightly, to feed it directly to Lan Xichen. The other person didn't hesitate to open his mouth and swallow the fruit flesh either.
Lan Xichen's hand subconsciously caught Wei Wuxian's wrist, his lips nipping on the fingers, ready to lick the remaining juice. However, his movement froze halfway as he remembered they were not alone. His other hand took out a handkerchief instead and wiped the sticky fingers carefully.
Afterward, he turned to look at Jin Guangyao again, smiling apologetically. "My apologies. I didn't quite catch the rest of your words just now. But I've taken notice of what you suggest. I think so too. Considering the enthusiasm of the Cultivators in this hunt, expanding the current scope is a necessity."
Jin Guangyao's eyes flickered slightly to his hand resting on Wei Wuxian's waist, before turning back to focus on Lan Xichen.
He shook his head and smiled back in understanding. "It doesn't matter. It is a good thing that ErGe is also in favor of this decision. Then, about where and how to proceed——,"
The two sworn brothers continued to discuss the current official business.
Despite his mouth spilling word after word and kept consulting, in the back of his mind, Jin Guangyao was actually rather taken aback. Fortunately, his acting skills were as excellent as ever. His astonishment had been masked appropriately.
Right now, there were only three of them here. Each of the people knew the secret of the others. Each of them had known what the others had done.
To say it in other words: everyone here knew that there was no such thing as a well-established relationship since when they were 15 and 18 years old.
In conclusion: there was no need to pretend to be harmonious to maintain a loving couple propaganda.
And yet Lan Xichen was still...
Recalling Lan Xichen's subconscious expression once again, Jin Guangyao suddenly felt like he had caught on to something. But he still couldn't quite believe it, after all, how was that possible? Both Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian had never displayed any inclination to cut-sleeve behavior.
Glancing back at Wei Wuxian, Jin Guangyao, saw how the young man walked suavely. Every movement of his was smooth, not elegant or graceful, but still pleasing to the eye. Just a casual folding of his arms or tilting his head to the side, could make a girl's heart skip a beat. Jin Guangyao later realized it might be because the young man had a well-proportioned stature. Each shape of his body parts was also nicely developed. That's why even just casually brushing his fingers to his chin could create an attractive impression.
For girls that is, Jin Guangyao felt he needed to emphasize his statement.
Next, looking at his face...
Well, there was no more left to explain.
There's a saying that, Once someone is good-looking enough, they can charm both men and women.
Jin Guangyao shifted his gaze back to the road. He thought, perhaps that's what happened with both Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian. They both could be said as good-looking enough to charm each other despite never showing any cut-sleeve inclination beforehand.
The two sworn brothers turned Political Partners concluded the decision about the hunting ground expansion. Jin Guangyao considerately left on his own to supervise LanlingJin Cultivators about the plan. Lan Xichen agreed to be responsible for expanding the arena on some parts. He took Wei Wuxian with him, and fair enough, the job was done much faster.
After finishing the job early, naturally, the couple didn't go back to join other Cultivators directly, but played around first, performing some roleplay in the forest.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
When Wei Wuxian and Lan Xichen walked out of the thick forest after enacting their Play, they actually saw a burst of sword glares in the sky.
They recognized one of them as Bichen.
Lan Xichen furrowed his eyebrows solemnly. "That's Wangji. Let's go and see what happens."
The scene they found as they arrived at the location of the chaos was, Lan Wangji standing before several unknown cultivators, facing some people in front of him who wore LanlingJin's Sect Robes.
Wei Wuxian covered his face and muttered in a tired sigh, "Why is it those Jin Clan again? Are they sick or what? Chasing and barking like a dog to our tails?"
Lan Xichen didn't comment and directly landed beside his younger brother. Wei Wuxian also jumped lightly from Shuoyue and approached Lan Wangji's side.
"Wangji? What's the matter?"
Lan Wangji glanced at the two newcomers and shook his head. "Nothing."
If Lan Wangji said nothing, then it really was not something troublesome he couldn't handle.
Wei Wuxian swept his glance to the Cultivators behind Lan Wangji and was surprised. He didn't see it clearly before, and thought these were Cultivators coming from other Clans. After taking a closer look, judging from their mismatched outfits, it seemed like they were Rogue Cultivators instead.
To add more to his surprise, he saw Jiang Yanli among them.
He immediately rushed to her side and asked worriedly, "Shijie, why are you here? Where is Jiang Cheng? Why aren't you resting in the Watching Tower?"
"A-Xian." Jiang Yanli smiled to assure him nothing was wrong with her. "A-Cheng is still hunting. I am here because Auntie told me to have a look at the hunting ground with Jin-Gongzi."
"Jin Zixuan?"
He understood at once. It must be Madam Jin again who pushed Jiang Yanli to spend time with her son.
"Then, why are you here alone...? Where is that guy?"
A rogue Cultivator nearby answered Wei Wuxian's question instead, "Jin-Gongzi is there, opposite."
Hearing this, Wei Wuxian finally turned his attention to the cluster of Jin Cultivators whom he never bothered to give a look at since his arrival.
Standing on the other side were that Nephew Jin whose name Wei Wuxian didn't even know of, and also Jin Zixuan.
The latter had Suihua drawn out. It was the source of the sword light that clashed with Bichen earlier. Wei Wuxian frowned rather displeased at this.
He came closer to Lan Wangji and scrutinized him upside down, from left to right, and front to back. Lan Wangji looked at him questioningly. After finishing his scan, Wei Wuxian finally patted his arms in satisfaction.
"Lan Zhan. I'm just checking if you lost a strand of threads on your robe or have some dust blown on you. It's good that all seams appear to be fine!"
It wasn't an injury that he checked on Lan Wangji. Just facing Jin Zixuan, it's impossible for Lan Wangji to even have a scratch on his skin. So Wei Wuxian did this largely just to indulge his own heart, worried that the Immaculate Hanguang-Jun might have a stain on his robes from flying dust.
Lan Wangji, "..."
Hanguang-Jun was currently contemplating whether to suppress his ability to a point where he could gain some noteworthy injuries to make a fuss for.
At this time, similarly drawn by the clash of two spiritual swords, other Cultivators kept appearing in the horizons one after another.
Madam Jin recognized Suihua's spark from afar and immediately came to this part of the hunting ground. When she arrived, she caught sight of Jiang Yanli and approached her first. "A-Li, what's the matter? Are you two alright?" She worriedly checked on Jiang Yanli.
After being pacified by Jiang Yanli, Madam Jin finally noticed that the situation didn't seem right. Her son and other Jin Cultivators were standing opposite, against GusuLan and some Rogue Cultivators on this side. Lan Wangji was still having Bichen in his hand, and Jin Zixuan hadn't sheathed Suihua yet.
"A-Xuan! Are you alright?" Afterward, she turned to ask for an account from Lan Xichen who was also on-site, "Sect Leader Lan, may I ask what's happening here? Why did Hanguang-Jun draw a sword against LanlingJin Sect's heir?"
Lan Xichen replied calmly, "Madam Jin. Lan-mou also wants to know what happened here. Why did Jin-Gongzi draw his sword against my Lan Clan's Second Young Master? Is there any grudge that needs to be settled between LanlingJin and GusuLan? If so, why not settle it right here and right now."
Madam Jin, "..."
Lan Xichen inwardly rolled his eyes. It was really LanlingJin. I don't know the circumstances yet, but already worded it as if the one in the wrong was other people. Did they think Lan Xichen was stupid and couldn't act similarly unreasonable?
He turned his head to look at Lan Wangji and Jin Zixuan respectively. "Why don't the two parties here recount what happened from their own perspective?" He nodded his head at Jiang Yanli and added, "Maiden Jiang, it seems like you were here to be the witness. I believe you will be a fair judge to determine whether what they confess is true or if some things haven't been explained."
"A-Li..." Madam Jin took her hands in distress. "You were here to have a walk with A-Xuan. Did that stupid son of mine behave foolishly again?"
Jiang Yanli always had a bland face on weekdays, her features were mild. She was indeed the daughter of Jiang Fengmian. Both Father and Daughter were rather lackluster in expression and placid in nature. In this situation, she just smiled placatingly at Madam Jin, and turned toward Lan Xichen, giving him a salute.
"Zewu-Jun may rest assured. Naturally, Yanli will not want any misunderstanding to happen either."
Lan Xichen nodded appreciatively at her response and signaled Lan Wangji to present his account first.
The case was actually like this.
During this hunt, just like what Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen had been discussing earlier, the hunting ground couldn't accommodate the participants. The number of people joining was surprisingly higher, and their enthusiasm to show off their ability was likewise, impressive. It hadn't even been a few hours since they entered the hunting ground, and yet the prey inside were almost wiped out.
Just Nie Mingjue alone had wiped out almost all the Beasts in the mountain, taking 50% of the prey. On the other hand, even if Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian didn't join the hunt at all, there was still Lan Wangji in GusuLan Sect. While Lan Wangji himself wasn't as eager as Nie Mingjue, the Lan disciples that they brought to hunt today were extremely enthusiastic. After spending 2 months of nighthunting and being trained daily by 2 extraordinary Seniors, Hanguang-Jun and Wei-Gongzi, they were very much eager to show off their gain to the world. Therefore, more than 80% of the prey was taken out in just some time after the official entry.
Previously, Jin Zixun was forcibly sent out to cool his head from the square. As a result, he was late to enter the hunting ground. When he came inside, he was eager to hunt some high-level Demon or famous Beast to make a name for himself. Who would know that there is barely any Beast or Demon left?
What irritated him was, he had to fight and compete for those leftover prey with Rogue Cultivators. Even more infuriating after, perhaps it was his bad luck, but those Rogue Cultivators were like a group of Hyena, always knew where the meats were located. By the time Jin Zixun came to the area, the Demon, and Beast or whatever entities there had been taken down first by other Rogue Cultivators.
How could the Young Master Jin, the nephew of Sect Leader Jin, the Clan who became the biggest winner of Sunshot Campaign, endure this temper? So Jin Zixun who was enraged, commanded the other Jin Cultivators to capture those defiant Rogue Cultivators and wanted to teach them a lesson. The Rogue Cultivators obviously wouldn't stay silent. In this way, a fight had broken out.
The commotion from the chaos was rather immense. Even Jin Zixuan who was in the midst of showing off his Peacock tail to Jiang Yanli, was attracted to their side. Seeing that it was his cousin, Zixun, Jin Zixuan automatically came to defend him.
Jin Zixun had been confronting the Rogue Cultivators. They were clashing with swords. Jin Zixun told the Jin Cultivators following him to besiege the less-numbered Rogue Cultivators. Unexpectedly, one of these Rogue Cultivators was rather skilled, he came out from the siege and took on Jin Zixun alone. Naturally, Jin Zixun was at a disadvantage.
This was the scene that Jin Zixuan witnessed at his arrival. He still hadn't understood anything yet, but he didn't hesitate to draw Suihua to attack the Rogue Cultivator. After all, that's his cousin there being attacked. The instinct from their 20 years of relationship was obviously to stand opposite those who assailed his close cousin.
It was then that Lan Wangji, the Hanguang-Jun whom every chaos must come, also appeared in this chaos. Before Suihua reached the Rogue Cultivator, Bichen already streaked across from the other side like a lightning bolt, deflecting the sword to the sky. Thus, the swords' spark soared upwards which others saw later.
What Lan Wangji and Jin Zixuan recounted was only their own part.
At this time, Jin Zixun finally interjected, "GusuLan is really good! After taking out 30% of the prey, you still defend those wild Cultivators who stole my prey!"
"Who the hell stole your prey?! It's obviously us who took the prey first, you just came and suddenly attacked the prey that we've worked hard to take down! Who is the thief here?!" One of the Rogue Cultivators retorted from the opposite.
Jin Zixun sneered. "Whoever has the kill is who the prey belongs to. You said you've worked hard to take down the prey, but who knows if you're really working hard? In the end, the one who kills the prey is me!"
The Rogue Cultivator had his complexion turning between pale and flushing from fury at such an unreasonable remark.
As expected, the other Rogue Cultivators were also incensed. "What nonsense! If it weren't for us weakening the Mountain Fae with talismans and exhausting its energy with the traps, can you easily behead it? The Mountain Fae has been on the verge of dying, even a waste could hack them to death!"
Jin Zixun, "Just using talisman? You said you've weakened the Fae?" He laughed mockingly. "You think those broken talismans can compare to our LanlingJin's tools?"
Right after he said this, he abruptly fell backward. His body was stuck rigidly on the ground. One moment he was standing facing the Cultivators opposite, and another second he suddenly faced the clear blue sky. Jin Zixun couldn't react and could only roll his eyes blankly.
On his forehead, a yellow talisman with red cinnabar was pasted directly on the center. Coupled with his position when falling, it resembled how a Cultivator subdued a walking corpse. Needless to say, who the evil walking corpse was.
Someone laughed lightly from the other side. "My bad, my bad. A talisman accidentally flew out from my sleeve."
The person speaking was Wei Wuxian. The spectators had yet to react to Jin Zixun suddenly collapsing. They couldn't even detect when had Wei Wuxian shot the talisman nor were they able to stop it.
He was smiling innocently, seemingly unaware of people looking at him with horror. He walked to the front in leisure. "Oh, does it fly to Jin-Gongzi's side? Jin-Gongzi over there, can you return my talisman?"
Jin Zixun rolled his eyes left and right but was unable to lift even his finger. He couldn't even open his mouth to speak.
Wei Wuxian raised his brow, surprised. "Hm? Why don't you answer? Can't you get up?"
He shook his head immediately in disbelief. "No way, that's just a piece of talisman, it doesn't have much power compared to the protection tool LanlingJin Sect has given you, no? Why can't you get up yet?"
Afterward, as if realizing something, Wei Wuxian hit a fist to his palm with a knowing look. "Ahhhh, I see. Jin-Gongzi over there must have enjoyed sleeping on the fresh grass. Hey...look at me. After all, how could a Young Master from LanlingJin Clan who owns countless precious treasures be unable to get up from a piece of talisman? You must have wanted to get a new experience, right? Don't worry, Baifeng Mountain is larger than you think. You don't have to be so eager to hoard your favorite spot here. No one will fight you to seize it."
"Pfftt."
It was unknown who started it, but the spectators around snickered one after another. They tried to turn their head to the side and covered their mouth with their sleeve. But some chortles still escaped from the gaps.
Jin Zixuan finally came to his senses and hurriedly ripped off the talisman from his cousin's forehead.
The moment Jin Zixun was finally freed, he roared in anger, "Wei Wuxian!!!"
"Here, here. No need to shout so loudly, Jin-Gongzi. Even if I said Baifeng Mountain is large, but we're not that far apart here. You don't have to shout for fear that I can't hear you." Wei Wuxian spoke with a half-smiling face.
The color on Jin Zixun's face changed rapidly, from pale white, to red, to purple, due to assorted emotions. He felt extremely humiliated and resented Wei Wuxian even more. In the first place, he already hated Wei Wuxian since he heard that this person had dared to quarrel with his cousin at the Flower Banquet.
During the Sunshot Campaign, Jin Zixun was injured early and remained at the rear until the end of the war. He had only heard Wei Wuxian from what others said, and never once witnessed Wei Wuxian on the battlefield. Therefore, he thought all those rumors must have been exaggerated. After all, which achievements of the past famous Cultivators did not get some embellishment?
Just this morning, he wanted to show this Wei Wuxian some color, and let him know his place when facing LanlingJin. Unfortunately, he was stopped halfway. He didn't understand why he was prevented at that time. He assumed that his Uncle and cousin simply didn't want to challenge Wei Wuxian to give some face to GusuLan.
But now that he had a decent reason to challenge Wei Wuxian openly, they wouldn't stop him, right?
"Wei Wuxian, if you dare, don't use miscellaneous tricks, come and fight with a sword with me!" Jin Zixun suddenly unsheathed his sword and pointed its tip in Wei Wuxian's direction.
Everyone was shocked to see his brazenness. But their surprise soon was replaced with curiosity.
Wei Wuxian never brought his sword anywhere. Unlike how BaXia's prowess had proved Nie Mingjue's high cultivation, Wei Wuxian's cultivation remained obscured for the past few years during the war. Everyone was wondering, how high was Wei Wuxian's cultivation, or how splendid was his swordsmanship.
Jin Zixun himself never regarded Wei Wuxian seriously. As for him being able to raise fierce corpses to fight? Jin Zixun's perception of those fierce corpses was the same as those he faced during his own nighthunt, who were not much of a threat. To be precise, it was the kinds of walking corpses who if they met Wei Wuxian they would either run back uphill faster than their descent, or just simply, grovelled to the ground unable to even stand up.
Therefore, even if Wei Wuxian surprisingly brought his sword with him today, he didn't think much about it. He never knew Wei Wuxian's ability as a Cultivator in the past either. Jin Zixun wasn't even eligible to sign into LanlingJin's contingent whenever they had Inter-Sect Conference back then. Hence, never encountered Wei Wuxian in the past competitions in his teens. It was only this time that LanlingJin Sect had become so glorious that even Cats and Dogs within could soar to the sky. Even a Waste, as long as they were Jin Clan members, they would act like they weighed some catties.
Wei Wuxian stayed silent upon this provocation. People couldn't see much from his expression. There's only a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He knew that something like this was bound to happen if he brought his sword with him.
Receiving no immediate response from Wei Wuxian, Jin Zixun kept taunting, "Why don't you draw your sword? Heh. You can only play with cheap tricks but can't fight like a real Cultivator should be?"
Lan Xichen frowned, he walked closer to Wei Wuxian, intending to say something.
Inadvertently catching the sight of Lan Xichen, however, Jin Zixun suddenly sneered with contempt. "Just a son of a servant. Just because you have successfully climbed into the bed of a man, how dare you be so bold!"
Both Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen suddenly froze upon hearing this.
Wei Wuxian's pupils shrunk visibly. His hand unconsciously reached ChenQing at his waist.
However, before anyone could react, they suddenly heard a loud bang, followed by a cracking sound, and another boom after.
The next moment when people blinked their eyes, Jin Zixun was no longer in sight. He had been smashed toward a tree dozens of meters away. The tree itself was snapped into two, showing how powerful the force hitting the trunk was.
Lan Xichen shook his left hand slightly. "My apologies. Lan-mou has no bad intentions. I just want to pat Jin-Gongzi awake, in case he hasn't sobered up from the drink as Sect Leader Jin said earlier." He smiled, showing his left hand. "——As everyone can see, I did not use any spiritual energy here. I just never expect Jin-Gongzi to be...so fragile."
Everyone could see that Lan Xichen indeed, did not use any spiritual energy.
But in their mind, they vigorously shook their heads like a rattle. 'Zewu-Jun, I don't think that is patting someone awake at all!'
Rather than patting, it was more of, swatting away. As light as if he was swatting a buzzing fly.
Glancing at the motionless Jin Zixun whose condition was unknown, whether still alive or dead, Lan Xichen sighed in regret. "...That being said, if he is this flimsy, I'm afraid Wei-Gongzi will have trouble restraining himself too much from accidentally hurting him."
Madam Jin opened and closed her mouth with difficulty. On one hand, she didn't worry much about a nephew compared to if it was her son. But on the other hand, looking at Jin Zixun who at the very least would have to be bedridden for half a year there, she knew she should say something.
"Sect Leader Lan, this is...what do you mean by this?" In the end, she still had to ask for an explanation.
Lan Xichen spoke mildly, with no emotion in his voice. "Madam Jin, for a member of your Jin Clan to dare insult a Senior Cultivator of another Major Clan publicly, I really have to wonder what happened with the discipline of LanlingJin Sect. Or is it really true that the Jin Clan truly has an unresolved grudge against my Lan Clan? Jin-Gongzi there hasn't apologized for slandering the Second Young Master of my Clan, and yet just now he dares to denigrate the Sect Leader's spouse whom my GusuLan Sect has recognized to the Clan."
Madam Jin's expression became dark. Being questioned about their Sect's teaching was an insult to their dignity. Especially for a Major Clan.
Before Madam Jin tried to salvage the situation, Lan Xichen had already turned his attention toward Jin Zixuan.
Once again, another barrage of gentle sarcasm was sent out. "Jin-Gongzi, I remember that you were also sent to Qishan to be educated under Wen Chao back then. You should know best the behavior of stealing others' efforts and robbing others' achievements in nighthunting from being herded around like cattle by Wen Chao. I wonder if you have anything to say now that the familiar thing is happening again today, done by your own cousin. You shouldn't think that if others did that it is intolerable, but if your cousin did it, it is alright. Do you?"
Jin Zixuan's face turned red from the sarcasm. Being reminded of that dark period when he was scolded and humiliated every day by Wen Chao, he couldn't speak to refute for a while.
It was Madam Jin who had to hurry and alleviate the tense situation. "Sect Leader Lan, I hope you won't take this matter seriously. Zixun is still a child, he doesn't think much as he speaks. Besides, he is just too eager to challenge Wei Ying to a spar."
"Still a child?"
Lan Xichen was amused to hear a 20-year-old something man could still be called a child.
Now that they had plastered "still a child"-status upon Jin Zixun's head, then if Lan Xichen insisted on pursuing the matter, they could turn the situation around. If he bothered himself with the "child", Lan Xichen would be judged as immature and unwise. After all, as an adult, you have to tolerate a child's ignorance, right?
As expected, when it came to being unreasonable, LanlingJin had mastered the skill.
He shook his head and had to be broadminded, bypassing the issue. "It doesn't matter what that...that little Jin-Gongzi thinks about. However, Lan-mou has to say something——"
His voice was calm and his eyes swept to other Cultivators who had unknowingly grown in size to be the spectators here. "...Ever since Wei Wuxian entered GusuLan Sect, he shall only draw his sword on behalf of the Lan Clan. No one deserves the honor of him drawing his sword unless they mean it to challenge GusuLan Sect."
In this life, Lan Xichen knew that Wei Wuxian thought, there would never be a day for his fine sword to embellish his presence once again.
It felt hypocritical. Trouble was bound to happen. As expected it did.
Lan Xichen had required him to strap Suibian on his waist regardless.
In this life, Wei Wuxian was his family. There's no need to feel hypocritical. Neither was there a need to be worried. Because Lan Xichen would protect his honor as if it were his family's honor.