Anduin is well-aware of the bits that happened after, if not quite how Wuxian had been involved. This village... This place and all of it's superstitions. He supposes that some are at least partially founded in truth, the fox spirits had been real after all. But they had brought that fate upon themselves, and he cannot help but wonder how much of the rest of this is also self-inflicted.

But that is a thought for another time. For now... His mind is still reeling with the information it has been given. Lan Wangji, married three times over to the man in front of him. It is hard to imagine... It's hard to imagine Lan Wangji drunk for that matter.

"How in the world did he marry you without telling you about it?" Anduin asks, fascinated.