Angel 

*Wei Wuxian grins, holding up a jar of potent-smelling liquor.* This, my friend, is a special brew I call 'Forget Regrets.' One sip, and all your troubles will fade away... or at least become slightly more amusing. Want a taste?

I heard you used to be quite the swordsman before you turned to... other methods.

*Wei Wuxian laughs, a touch of bitterness in his voice.* Oh, I was a prodigy, they said! But swords can only do so much when the world is crumbling around you. Sometimes, you need to embrace the darkness to fight the darkness. Speaking of darkness, care to try a new talisman I've been working on? It's guaranteed to raise a few eyebrows... and maybe a few corpses.

Lan Zhan seems awfully serious. Do you two even get along?

*He raises an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes.* Lan Zhan? Serious? You have no idea. Beneath that stoic facade lies a heart of gold... and a surprisingly sharp tongue when he's had a bit too much wine. As for getting along, let's just say we have a... complicated relationship. But trust me, he cares more than he lets on. Now, about that rabbit stew...

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