[ The surprise only further convinces Lan Xichen that this man needs his help. The look reminds him a lot of his younger self, driven to retreat to foreign roads with his clothes smelling of smoke and desperation. At that time, he had longed for only one kind gesture to keep him alive, and thankfully he had been blessed. Now, with his situation changed, Lan Xichen smiles and shakes his head. ]

You don't need to thank me. It is my responsibility as a cultivator to help others if they require assistance. Doing otherwise would be shameful at best. But- are you hurt? Forgive me if I'm being too forward. I have noticed several people have arrived...

[ Terrifyingly close to death. In fact, he knows at least one that should have been. That knowledge has haunted him since his arrival. ]

Will you allow me to accompany you someplace else? The grounds here carry an ominous feeling.