The moment he slammed his hands on the table, he just can't sit there, waiting on him. He wanted to open his mouth, to say anything. Unable to suppress it, the masked of stoicism melted with a cool fury as tears streamed down.

Wei Wuxian is pushing him away again. Then chasing after him out of the bar, speaking quickly within an earshot. While the man never yells in his life, he yells out of desperation to save him and get him back.

"You don't know or not interested? Not cultivation? Not talking to me or seeking my help? Not thinking about finding a way back home and leave everything behind? What are you playing me for?"

Heaving a sigh, he did lose focus and motivation. Feeling useless again. "Fine then. Go ahead. Run away. Back to your cave. Where else you'll be going? All I ever wanted is taking you back home to Gusu and helped you to fulfill the curse and find the man you wanted to kill. It's your life and you're wasting yourself away in this damn place. You fool. Do what you want. It's fine. It's okay."

No, not okay, but he has to let him go, surrendering him to the drink, losing him to alcohol again. He grits his teeth, growling out of frustration and anger, he turns to face the wall, and in a release of great and outburst, he punched it with his fist. The hard impact from his strength creates a hole in the wall.

Years of waiting and sacrifice, all of those lives wasted on this fool, seeking justice and making things right again. Just fuck everything.