He goes pale as the blow strikes true, intended or not.

I think you are Hanguang-jun. I think you are upright, and decent, and I think what Gusu Lan believes I do is not decent--

Lan Wangji shakes his head. The music continues, this time without faltering.

Rule Fifty-Two! Do not befriend the traitorous and evil!

He can still taste the blood in his mouth from the blows falling on his back as he'd challenged his uncle in the same way Wei Ying had challenged him.

I dare to ask, Shufu – who’s just, and who’s evil? Who’s wrong, and who’s right?

"I make my own choices, Reverend Daughter. I will continue to play for you."