Trusting him would definitely take a while, giving him a chance would as well, but neither any time soon. But if the others were willing, he could be persuaded to try in time and learn to discard his hatred. If anyone knew anything about second chances and the good they did, it was WuXian himself.

"Those like us? Do you mean to say other cultivators?" He waves his hand at that, another question nagging at the back of his head, ever since he noticed that Xue Yang had both arms intact. "What do you remember before you were dragged here? Last I saw you, Su She was taking you away with a teleportation talisman. You were missing an arm and bleeding out."