When Xingchen arrived months ago, he arrived with a lot of issues as well. It takes time and the company of others, and people's kindness to heal him and get where he is today.

"So there, that's all there is to it. The machine washes the clothes. It's amazing, isn't? It cleans three times of the load and much better and efficient cleaning than by hand." He rambles.

Hearing that name, he tries to jog his memory of his previous life. "Jiang Wanyin. I heard of you. I travelled through many provinces. You're the sect leader of Jiang Sect in Yunmeng. So we come from the same world." A beat and two. "Are you familiar with Wei Wuxian? He's my nephew."