Once everything is cleaned and he heard his request, he felt his Lan pride came up, and he pouts, trying to pretend to look stoic.

"Wei-gege...that will be difficult. Wei Ying is better." He said thoughtfully. He recalls very little when he's drunk, but he recalls a little bit of what has transpired. "Wei Ying is Wei Ying."

He stares at him longingly and considers it. Although his expression seems stoic, he is now curious. "I want to know you better, Wei Ying. So, let me spend more time with you to get to know you. And...you can call me Lan Zhan."