After an exchange of small talk, Meng Yao, who had been standing by Nie Mingjue's side, walked up and offered everyone teacups. In the frontlines, one person was used as though there were six; there wasn't any space for maids and servants at all. And so, these everyday trivalties had also been willingly accepted by Jin Guangyao, his deputy. A few of the cultivators hesitated as they saw his face, their expressions varied.
Jin Guangshan's "intimate tales" had always been widespread conversation starters. Meng Yao had been a famous joke for a certain period of time, which was why a few recognized him. Likely thinking that the son of a prostitute perhaps also carried some unclean things with him, the cultivators didn't drink from the cups that he had presented with both hands.
Instead, they put the cups to the side and even took out white handkerchiefs. As though it felt too uncomfortable, they repeatedly wiped the fingers that they'd touched the teacup with, either intentionally or not. Nie Mingjue wasn't someone mindful to such things. Wei Wuxian, though, caught sight of this through the corners of his eyes. Meng Yao acted as if he didn't see anything, his smile unfaltering as he continued to pass around tea.
As Lan Xichen accepted his cup, he looked up at him and smiled, "Thank you."
He drank a sip of the tea immediately afterward. Only then did he continue to converse with Nie Mingjue. A few cultivators began to feel uneasy as they saw the scene.
Nie Mingjue had never been one for humor. However, in front of Lan Xichen, his expression eased, "How long is your stay?"
...
"I've noticed Xichen-Ge has that effect on a lot of people," Wei Wuxian stated, "people just tend to relax around you."
"I get that a lot," Lan Xichen said.
"That's because he is kind to everyone," Nie Mingjue said, "he knows what to say and how to ease tension."
"Not all tension," Xichen said.
"You know enough," Nie Mingjue told him.
...
Lan Xichen, "Brother Mingjue, I will have to stay at your place for the night. I am departing on the next morning, then meeting with Wangji."
Nie Mingjue, "Where to?"
Lan Xichen, "To Jiangling."
Nie MingJue frowned, "Isn't Jiangling still in the hands of the Wen-dogs?"
Lan Xichen, "Not since a few days ago. Currently, it is in the hands of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect."
A sect leader spoke, "Sect Leader Nie, I don't think you've heard yet. Yunmeng's Sect Leader Jiang is quite powerful in the area."
Another person added, "How can he not be? Wei Wuxian alone can face millions, so who'd he be scared of? He can just sit there controlling his area, unlike how we're always running for our lives. With such luck..."
Someone noticed that the his words weren't in a good tone, "Well, good thing that Zewu Jun and Hanguang Jun are helping everyone. Or else, I don't know how many sects and innocent commoners would fall into the hands of the Wen-dogs."
Nie Mingjue, "Your brother's over there?"
Lan Xichen nodded, "He took the people over during the beginning of the month."
Nie Mingjue, "Your brother's level of cultivation is quite high. He should be enough by himself. Then why are you still going?"
Hearing Nie Mingjue praise Lan Wangji's level of cultivation, Wei Wuxian felt a strange surge of happiness, 'Chifeng-Zun, what a great eye!'
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Who You Are Book 2
FanfictionBook 2 Previously, in book 1 (Who You Are): Wei Wuxian was a man who was hated and betrayed by the cultivation world. With the help of Baoshan Sanren, she was able to show the cultivators just how much they really hurt him, especially when Wei Wuxia...
