[ His face heated up, turning ruddy at the same moment that his knuckles turned white as he gripped his father’s sword too tightly, the point wavering a little as the intensity of his feelings made the end quiver.

He had not calmed down since coming here.

If anything, the unanswered questions had festered in his chest - the youthful nature of all his relatives stifling any attempt to move on rather than just bury all his feelings.

He dragged in a ragged breath, and then forced a sneer to his lips he didn’t quite feel. ]

So what if it doesn’t make me feel better! It isn’t about me!

You killed my parents and then you lied to me from the moment you met me!

[ Moisture started gathering in his eyes despite himself and his face twisted, taking a deliberate step forward with his sword, tip aimed at the final target Wei Wuxian has given him. ]

Why!! Why did you do it!! I don’t understand!!