Cheng didn't appreciate the implication that he was going to be problematic. He didn't know these people, one of them was severely injured, and everyone was acting as if he was going to fly off the handle and whip them all with Zidian! Okay, so that thought might have crossed his mind, but did they really think he'd do it?

Maybe he was in the way of all this.

Wen Qing only remembered him from the time when he was at his most volatile. These strangers were just that. They didn't know him. He didn't know them. At the very least, one of them was going to speak to him, which was a relief. He wanted to be at least aware of what was going on.

He leaves with Kinn to go talk and it's probably a good fifteen minutes before either of them returns.