"Perhaps I should find some war fans, then. I know they were used to start the youngest disciples on balance and to assist them in acclimating them to our fighting style but...I liked them." He liked his mentor, most of all. He was strict and firm, but fair. He allowed Cheng to be who he was and praised him for his skill. When swords were introduced, the 'beginner fan lessons' were dropped. Cheng had never wanted to drop them. But, as an heir to the sect, it wouldn't do to have him know only the fan.

It was also the one thing Wuxian never really had any interest in, so eager he was to prove of himself with the jian. It felt like the one thing Cheng could have as his.