Xichen, Xichen, Xichen. Huaisang has no idea what to do with him, whether to cry or to hold him — whether he should withdraw the act and let the man leave or to hold on. The choices he has made, the choices he will make are going to hurt Lan Xichen.

If he allows himself to feel guilty he might fail. Nothing was more important than Nie Mingjue's justice.

"I see. You better go then, Er-ge. I can see that you do not wish to be here, in this room with me."