There were never guarantees, Lan Xichen was right about that much. Risks were an inherent part of life, let alone living in this strange world. His papermen weren't infallible, and if he wasn't careful with its fragile body, his own would suffer the consequences.

Zewu Jun had more than enough to worry about though, without troubling himself over any of that. He'd lost an arm; in comparison, this was a minor risk.

"Mm, of course, I'll have Lan Zhan watch over my body this time," he assures.

"There's no one who will keep me safer."