The awkwardness doesn’t trouble Wangji. It’s an awkward situation to begin with. Wangji nods once, accepting the change in subject without hesitance.
“Yes. There is another Wangji, younger. Brother here is different. Two of Jiang Cheng, one younger. Another of you, younger. Two of Wen Ning and Jin Ling. Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Ouyang Zizhen, and one of the Wen Nings lives with us. Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang have doubles, as well. Nie Huaisang is here, Chifeng-zun just arrived. Jin Guangyao is also here. As are two Jin Zixuan.”
That’s a lot of words for Wangji, but he rattles off the names easily.
“I have met a few of them. There are others from worlds similar to ours.”
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“Yes. There is another Wangji, younger. Brother here is different. Two of Jiang Cheng, one younger. Another of you, younger. Two of Wen Ning and Jin Ling. Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Ouyang Zizhen, and one of the Wen Nings lives with us. Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang have doubles, as well. Nie Huaisang is here, Chifeng-zun just arrived. Jin Guangyao is also here. As are two Jin Zixuan.”
That’s a lot of words for Wangji, but he rattles off the names easily.
“I have met a few of them. There are others from worlds similar to ours.”