His xiao was not quite like Lan Xichen's. It was not as long nor was it made of jade. Though, he could admire beauty when he sees it. His xiao did not have a name nor had he ever thought to name it. Then again... he hadn't named his new sword either when he'd gained it. What did one name a sword that was more beautiful than themselves?

"Liebing is beautiful." He can't help but laugh before giving a bit of a bow then rising. "I will happily play with you any chance I can, Master Lan."