"Yes, they're my students. Besides the rabbits. I tend to pile rabbits on them after lessons. Back then when they're this small and as tall as my knee."

It's a memory very vivid for him because it helps him cope with his grief. From Wei Wuxian's point of view, he is quite correct that they had grown up. Inexperienced with their cultivation at best, but nevertheless they are fine students learning the Lan clan tradition and it's path.

Up until now, he doesn't reveal to his Wei Wuxian that Sizhui is A-Yuan, the little boy he raised during his Yiling Patriarch days. This brings him back to the days when Wei Wuxian is a young youth who caused quite a stir in his sect. He smiles with fondness.

"Yes. No one can beat your record yet. The spirit lures, we used some of your techniques whenever there's a night hunt. It's a handy tool."