"You - " Wei Wuxian starts, indignant at the thought of Lan Zhan prostrating himself for punishment for six entire hours. When was this? Surely not before they'd done their best to flay open his back.

He says none of this, deciding instead to watch Lan Zhan's face as it wobbles above him, determined to catch any sign that he is growing tired and pushing himself too far. "I'm glad Little Apple is no there," he remarks, "But she would be very useful just now."