Master Beitang.

( This, as Halut already begins to suspect aught amiss, waving his... nephew closer, and the nephews seem so very uncertain between reaching for spears and chains, or the doors —

This, as the girls scatter, drawing towards the corners of the room, the nooks and the crannies —

This, as Lan Wangji fully unsheathes his sword. )

I asked when you intend to flee the room.