"...There's is a world of difference between my uncle and brother wanting the person they thought you were dead thirteen years ago and the way Jin Guangyao wrapped a wire around your neck in front of my eyes and was quite content to kill not just you, but also his own nephew to save his own life, Wei Ying. There is no comparison." His voice is even, controlled, his back stiff.

"I will not have you risk your life to make that man feel better. I have lost you once, Wei Ying. I will not live through that again and you cannot ask me to be agreeable to you putting yourself in his hands."

And then he moves to stand, pulling on clothing before he leaves the room.