Jiang Cheng looks almost immediately overwhelmed, blinking at the stranger - the enthusiasm is already a lot and reminds him far too much of someone he would much rather forget.

"I... Do not know how I got here," he has to grit his teeth to be polite, on edge and eyes dancing to see if he can catch sight of the red robes that were now fading out of his vision. "It is a - pleasure to meet you. I am Jiang Wanyin." He offers a stilted, if present, formal bow.