[ His smile hitches up, a soft snort accompanying a shake of his head. ]

Not my kitchen, not my staff.

[ He gives his xiao a wave from side to side and the ghosts that retreated before bubble with agitated murmurs. The stranger isn't the lord of the house then, as has clearly been thought of Xichen, and they are in the same boat. ]

Should I hasten your release from this duty, young master, or would you prefer to finish to their satisfaction?