[ there will indeed be questions, although hua cheng already can't imagine they'll all be answered. to be a cultivator full mostly with yin energy is a strange enough feat that he can't imagine wei wuxian came by it in a way that would be accepted by a cultivation sect, or at least, it wouldn't be accepted by the ones he's heard of—dalliances with ghosts and demons and other creatures of evil rarely are, after all. if it were him, he wouldn't want to reveal all his secrets either, so while he intends to ask, he won't take it personally if wei wuxian doesn't give him a straight answer.

for now, though, they can keep things light. ]

On the contrary, I think it makes the conversation very good, [ hua cheng says with a grin, ] but perhaps not productive or conducive to asking questions or sharing our learnings.

[ so while hua cheng definitely agrees it would be hilarious, he also can't fault wei wuxian for choosing not to order the fall-in-love wine. as they wait for their order to arrive, he props his chin in his hand and looks over at wei wuxian, studying him from head to... well, waist, as much of him as hua cheng can see before he asks, ]

Tell me, my friend—how does a cultivator such as yourself come to find cultivation sects so annoying?