At the mention of his sword, Cheng sobered a bit, shaking his head. "No. It wasn't with me. I don't know why, either."

Was Yanli worried about intruders? While A-Ling was here, it still could be intimidating. And there was always the possibility of attack, whether it be minor burglaries or something more heinous.

"It wouldn't be difficult to find a jian, here. Even practice swords, too." He wrapped his hands around the bowl when presented with his portion, his eyes searching his sister's face. "Are you...concerned, A-Jie?"