This cheeky little punk! Acting so cavalier like that as he rattled off details of the Lan sect's style of dress. How was this Mo Xuanyu so familiar with them anyway?? He couldn't recall anyone from the Mo family studying there when he'd visited Cloud Recesses, members of his own family had talked about how little talent Xuanyu had for cultivation.

Which only meant that Mo Xuanyu did know Lan Wangji. And probably well enough to use his name. The thought alone just got under his skin like a bad itch, and this Mo Xuanyu seemed to know exactly what buttons to push to make that itch unbearable.

"So you can rattle off a few facts about the Lan sect, everyone knows that much," he sniffed, ignoring the fact that it rather obviously exposed his own lie.

"How do you know someone didn't just steal my robes?" a paper-thin excuse at best, but if this place was capable of moving rooms and stealing senses, why couldn't he make ludicrous claims as well?

The last bit though, was enough for him to narrow his eyes, emotions he barely understood were easily seen in his wounded expression. He could tolerate someone teasing him, but Lan Zhan? He'd never put up with a brat like this!

"You! Just what are you suggesting?!"