[ On Xue Yang's side, the silence is comfortable: how could he complain, with Xiao Xingchen home again and a delicious treat to eat? Aside from sex (and really that's only thanks to the aphrodisiac) it's all that he really cares about here.

At the question he pauses and looks up. ]

Why would I? It's not like you ever pissed me off or anything.

You know, you're different from other cultivators, daozhang. They're all stuck-up and self-righteous, just doing things because they want everyone else to think they're better than them. Always lecturing others. You've never done any of that shit.