[ His first impression of Zhou Zishu is unnervingly pleasant, inexplicably seeing small echoes of himself in the man. He gestures for him to join Xichen at the table and pours him a cup of tea first with all the poise that represents his sect, an intrigued mild smile lingering as he glances him over. ]

A-Xing only spoke of you recently, but it seems it was good fortune that he did for you joined us shortly after. His tempting of fate remains unmatched.