Who You Are

Chapter 54 - The New Wen Sect?

Lan Wangji paused in surprise, his knitted eyebrows unravelling at once. He looked up.

What first reflected against his pupils were black robes. A flute hung at the waist, tassels in the color of blood dangling off one end. The person who came stood with hands against his back. With a lift of his head, he drank all of the liquor and showed the empty bottom to Jin ZiXun, "I drank it for him. You satisfied yet?"

Laughter clung to both his eyes and his words. Handsome features accentuated his slender physique. Lan Wangji smiled at the man who just stood up for him. The man returned a glance at him with a smile and a wink.

Lan Xichen, "Young Master Wei."

...

"Thank you for helping Wangji," Lan Xichen said.

"Of course," Wei Ying said, "as his soulmate, it is my job."

He then hugged Lan Zhan tightly for comfort.

...

Someone exclaimed in a hushed tone, "When did he come?!"

Wei Wuxian put down the cup. With one hand, he fixed his lapel, "Just a moment ago."

Just a moment ago? But, just a moment ago, clearly nobody notified the room, much less greeted him. Although surprising, it was true that not a single person noticed when he managed to slip into Glamor Hall. The crowd couldn't help but shiver in disgust at the mere power of his abilities.

Jin Guangyao was quick to react, his enthusiasm still warm, "I wasn't aware of Young Master Wei's arrival at Koi Tower. The lack of a welcome was my fault. Would you like to be seated? Oh, right—do you have an invitation?"

Wei Wuxian didn't make small talk either, getting straight to the point, "No thanks. I don't." He nodded slightly at Jin ZiXun, "Young Master Jin, could I please have a word with you?"

Jin ZiXun, "If you have anything to say, come after our banquet is over."

In reality, he didn't want to talk to Wei Wuxian at all. Wei Wuxian could see this as well, "How long do I have to wait?"

Jin ZiXun, "Probably around six to eight hours. Or maybe ten to twelve. Or until tomorrow."

Wei Wuxian, "I'm afraid I can't wait for that long."

Jin ZiXun's voice was arrogant, "You'll have to wait even if you can't."

Jin GuangYao, "Young Master Wei, what do you need ZiXun for? Is it a pressing matter?"

Wei Wuxian, "Pressing indeed. It allows for no delay."

Jin ZiXun turned to Lan Xichen, holding up the other cup, "Sect Leader Lan, here, here. You haven't drunk this cup yet!"

Seeing him stall purposely, a dark cloud flashed before his face. He took the cup from Jin Zixun again and drank for Xichen. He narrowed his eyes, "There, I drank for him as well," he sneered, "I'll talk about what I need to right here then. Young Master Jin, have you heard of someone by the name of Wen Ning?"

Jin ZiXun, "Wen Ning? I haven't."

Wei Wuxian, "You definitely remember him. Last month, when you were night-hunting in the area of Ganquan, you chased an eight-winged bat king to the gathering place, or the detention camp, of the Wen Sect's remnants and brought a group of the Wen Sect's disciples. The one in the lead was him."