Wangji doesn't seem to be in a hurry to leave him behind, he maybe a small amount of curious.

He nods slightly and holds up a hand, then takes... four jars of the wine, tucking them neatly in his sleeves - and moving as though they don't weight a thing.

Then he motions the other man - he might not be about to drink wine, but there is tea, and a rather nice places to drink those outside in the nice weather.

"Sect leader thought they should rule every other sect. Many people died. Not everyone agreed with him, but anyone might desire revenge."

He's sparse of words, but he thinks it is fair to explain why his question. And no, he does not paint a gentle picture. It was not a gentle time.