"A- Xian is a disciple of the Jiang Clan of Yunmeng. He has grown up with my brother and I. We are as close as real siblings. To so bluntly call him the son of a servant-forgive me, but I cannot accept it. So..."
She straightened her frail back and raised her voice. "I hope Jin Zixun- gongzi will apologize to Wei Wuxian of the Jiang Clan of Yunmeng!"
"What do others know of my nature? And how is that anyone else's business?"
Lan Wangji was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed angrily, "...Wei Wuxian!"
"Lan Wangji!” Wei Wuxian was angry as well. "Must you come at me like this right now? You want me to go to the Cloud Recesses and be confined by the Lan Clan as punishment? Who do you think you are? What do you think the Lan Clan is?! Do you really think I won't fight back?!"
The strings answered with a beng, sounding very much like someone uttered a "mn," and Wei Wuxian laughed out loud.
"That's it? Nothing else?" Lan
Jingyi asked.
"What? What more do you want me to say?" Wei Wuxian said.
"Why didn't you say 'I'm worried about you, I'm staying!'? Then he'd say 'Leave!' Then you'd cry back 'No! I'm not leaving! If we have to leave, we leave together!' Isn't that the script?"