Xue Yang creates so many questions. He's great that way~

He still nods. "Yeah. Good! That'll make things easier."

But there's something about this man that reminds him of himself, beyond the obvious penchant for cheek and the darker path of cultivation. Something...fragile and wounded. Hidden, he decides, studying Wuxian for a quiet few minutes.

"You don't have to hold back with me, Senior. I can take it. Bottling everything up helps no one, and hurts you and those who love you."