'like what?' he wants to ask, but drops it, listening intently instead, wanting answers. Suibian had appeared with him and was at his waist, so if he needed to use it, he could at least somewhat if he didn't grab for Chenqing first. For now, neither would be used.

He takes another drink of his own, fixing his gaze on the other man, attentive in case of attack.

"Lan Zhan was here too? When?" Magic words there Xue Yang, enough to distract enough that he won't rip your head off. "Months and months? Do tell, why didn't I run you through last time?"