Nodding, Wen Ning then bows to the other man again. They have to meet again, or he'll regret leaving Jiang Cheng here. He'd hate to think this is the only time they'll have to talk. There's no way he can know for sure in this place. He knows so little about it.

"Alright, Sect Leader Jiang." He keeps the title. Still polite. Still courteous. "Please take care."

If he keeps watch from a distance, if he keeps the cultivator in the corner of his eye while he gets information from those welcoming them, no one should be able to blame him. He wouldn't be able to face Wei Wuxian here if he managed to lose his brother.