[ Jingyi will complain all he wants! He didn't sign up to be Ling's landing pad, even a sect leader's. ]

You! I'm calling you heavy. Just like your fat dog. And I eat well, thank you very much. Healthy meals and lots of handstands. [ That's... not something to be proud of, Jingyi. Not when most of it is due to being punished while copying sect rules. ]

If I'm a bag of bones, then so are you!

[ Way to start bickering when they've more problems at hand. But Jingyi quick pushes himself up when Ling gets off his back, dusting invisible dust off his robes. ]

Now what? [ He stares at the still closed exit door. ]