Lan Zhan caught a glimpse of him and then lost him in the other sea of furniture. Not that sneaky as he thought, but for now, he lets him think he does. He walks slowly, looking for him.

Until his carelessness and bump of the loveseat reveal where he's at, so Lan Zhan is heading over to search and see if that's where he is.

"Wei Ying, are you here?"