[ jin ling might be fifteen, but he is a sect leader now and nie huaisang feels his heart stutter - not with fear for jin ling, but for fear of so many other things that could've lead to this. ]

I don't - I don't - I don't understand what you're talking about. [ well, he does, partially understand, but he needs to know more. ] I think young master Jin is wrong I'm... I'm not a threat, I can't even fly on my sword. [ he didn't even appear here with his sword, instead it had been baxia by his side. ]

You can't just say all this and leave no explanations. How am I supposed to know what not to do?