Xue Yang had his back to the door when the voice reached his ears. His entire body stiffens as his eyes widen slightly. He had received the message but made no effort to contact the other man. He had already tried once with him on the train to prove he could change and the man simply left. His anger over being left behind without ever getting to truly prove himself was still very fresh in his heart. The last thing he wanted to do was confront him through these stupid little communication devices. Xue Yang prefers everything to be face to face.

He slowly turns towards Xingchen, his eyes catching sight of the bandage..so he has experienced more since the last time he was on the train. And then to the line on his throat and Xue Yang nearly drops the sword in his hand. He swallows hard and tries to keep himself calm.

At least he doesn't have to disguise his voice from the man. What's the point in that now? He wants to run up to him and pretend that nothing had changed since Yi City. That the day he turned Song Lan into a fierce corpse was nothing but a dream. But he can't and he knows that Xingchen will never forget what he did.

"Daozhang..." what does he even say to this man now...