[The question makes his smile falter for just a moment, relief and trepidation mixing before he schools his face into something carelessly amused again. It isn't that he's afraid of Nie Huaisang because he certainly isn't, but not being afraid and not being aware of danger are too entirely different concepts. Though he and Lan Wangji appear to be the only ones outside of a likely handful of Nie officials that know it, Nie Huaisang is undoubtedly the most fearsome figure in all of the great cultivation sects.
He is also however, in many ways, Wei Wuxian's oldest and truest friend. (Lan Wangji may be his truest something else but it would be unfair to put Lan Wangji in the same category as anyone else.) So Wei Wuxian is not afraid but he is aware.
He is also not even remotely interested in pursuing that non-sequitur for his own mental well being.]
Ah, Nie-Zongzhu, I would hardly go through such trouble to find good Nie tailoring when I'd only need to come to you for recommendations. [One corner of his lips flickers up into a smirk before his shoulders lose some of their tension and he shakes his head.]
You may have noticed I have been lightly cursed. The inventor of this curse is long dead but after some research I have been given reason to believe the curse can be broken with the cut of a Nie blade.
[He puts his arms together again to offer another salute, this one more sincere.]
I apologize for my trespass, Nie-Zongzhu, I meant no disrespect, I only sought to deal with this quietly.
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He is also however, in many ways, Wei Wuxian's oldest and truest friend. (Lan Wangji may be his truest something else but it would be unfair to put Lan Wangji in the same category as anyone else.) So Wei Wuxian is not afraid but he is aware.
He is also not even remotely interested in pursuing that non-sequitur for his own mental well being.]
Ah, Nie-Zongzhu, I would hardly go through such trouble to find good Nie tailoring when I'd only need to come to you for recommendations. [One corner of his lips flickers up into a smirk before his shoulders lose some of their tension and he shakes his head.]
You may have noticed I have been lightly cursed. The inventor of this curse is long dead but after some research I have been given reason to believe the curse can be broken with the cut of a Nie blade.
[He puts his arms together again to offer another salute, this one more sincere.]
I apologize for my trespass, Nie-Zongzhu, I meant no disrespect, I only sought to deal with this quietly.