Although WuXian knows that XingChen wouldn't be able to see it, he rolls his eyes in disdain with an amused snort. Even though he was making an attempt at civility with Xue Yang, his disgust is hard to contain.

"That brat, Xue Yang. He claims that you and Daozhang Song Lan trust him? Is this true, and forgive my rudeness Daozhang, but why do you put that in him? Did he not murder an entire clan out of petty revenge? Trick you to kill Daozhang Song Lan? Drive you to.." He pauses, taking a breath to contain his rising frustration as well as hold his tongue about that duo's unfortunate fate at Xue Yang's hands. Surely the 'him' from before would have said such things?

He also paused before his words reflected his own past, since he himself had blood on his own hands. Fractured memories of it or not.