[It's freezing out here. Perfect for Lan's, he thought. But as he's going through the museum, burning off the beer and feeling oddly gleeful about it. Then he sees a kid trying to refuse the sample and the merchant keeps pressing the issue. Jaw set, he neatly inserts himself, the events reminding him of his brother drinking for Wangji.]

What's your problem? Are you trying to make kids drunk? Why are you making them drunk, eh? He said no and he can speak for himself. You better listen to him or I will have something to say about it.

[ His Zidian sparks in irritation and in eagerness for a fight. ]