[ He thrust out his sword in front of him, his hand shaking with his anger. ]

Do you think I would carry this, if my Father was alive? If Wei Wuxian hadn’t killed him?? [ His voice is getting louder as it goes, his grief overcoming the surreal fucking experience that is him having to tell Jiang Cheng this of all people. ]

He killed my parents!! You were there! How can you— He destroyed everything and you still—

Even after you killed him, you kept searching for people to hurt just because they might have been him, and I can’t believe— [ Tears were springing to his eyes as everything that had just happened to him before he came here was suddenly slamming into his chest. ] I even— I even —

[ Stabbed him? Rescued him? Trusted him?

The words got so tangled up in his throat that he had to grit his teeth against them. ]