[If Wen Ning starts exploring his surrounding, he might, suddenly run into a familiar face.
The face is attached to someone dressed entirely unlike Wei Wuxian, thought. Long flowing blue and silver silks, silver and pearl hairpin holding his hair back and as his gaze falls upon Wen Ning, no recognition at all seems forthcoming. His eyes just move on, until he starts frowning as a man suddenly pulls on his sleeve asking for something.]
The shop is closed, good master. Come back tomorrow, I don't have time today.
[He doesn't have time any day to be a merchant, but what do these people care?]
Arrival
The face is attached to someone dressed entirely unlike Wei Wuxian, thought. Long flowing blue and silver silks, silver and pearl hairpin holding his hair back and as his gaze falls upon Wen Ning, no recognition at all seems forthcoming. His eyes just move on, until he starts frowning as a man suddenly pulls on his sleeve asking for something.]
The shop is closed, good master. Come back tomorrow, I don't have time today.
[He doesn't have time any day to be a merchant, but what do these people care?]