From somewhere came an eerie gust of wind, faintly opening the room’s door. The door swayed open and closed, revealing the vague outline of a stooping shadow sitting by a table within the frightful darkness. Wei WuXian signalled for them to stay put and walked into the room alone.

"What are planning to do?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Maybe to talk with her." answered Wei Wuxian.

"Typical." muttered Jiang Cheng.

The dim light of the oil lamp and candlesticks in the central chamber leaked inside. The old woman sat with her head hung low, as if she didn’t notice that someone had entered. A cloth lay on her knees, tightly stretched with an embroidery frame, suggesting that she was doing needlework. Her two hands stiffly stuck to each other as they tried to guide a thread through a needle.

Wei WuXian sat down by the table as well, “Manager, why not light the lamp if you’re threading a needle? Let me help.”

He took over the needle and thread—the thread went through at once. Passing it back to the old woman, he walked out of the room as if nothing had happened and closed the door behind him, “There’s no need to go in.”

"Just like that?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"What else do you expect me to do?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Why can't she do it on her own?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Because it's dark and she's old." Jiang Cheng answered.

Jin Ling, “When you were inside, did you see if the hag’s actually alive or not?”

Wei WuXian, “Don’t call her a hag. That’s quite rude. The old lady is a living corpse.”

The boys looked at one another. Lan SiZhui asked, “What is a living corpse?”

"So such thing really exist." said Nie Huaisang.

"Is it dangerous?" asked a younger disciple.

"No one knows. It doesn't exist as of now." answered Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian, “From head to toe, everything seems to say that they’re a corpse, but the person is actually living. That’s what a living corpse is.”

Jin Ling was shocked, “You’re saying that she’s still alive?!”

"Will I call it living corpse if it's dead?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Depends. Sometimes, no one knows what you're really thinking and what you really mean." said Jin Zixuan.

Wei WuXian, “Have you looked inside?”

“Yes.”

“What did you see? What was she doing?”

“Threading a needle.”

“Did it go in?”

“… No.”

“Correct. She’s incapable of threading a needle. Dead people’s muscles are too rigid to perform complex actions such as threading needles. The marks on her face aren’t age spots, but livor mortis. And she doesn’t need to eat, either. It’s only that she can breathe which makes her alive.”

"Another lesson time." said a younger disciple.

"How does he noticed everything?" asked a random cultivator.

"Because it is important to know everything when it comes to that situation." said Wei Wuxian.

Lan SiZhui, “B-but, the old lady is already quite elderly. A lot of old ladies have poor eyesight and cannot thread needles by themselves.”

Wei WuXian, “So I helped her. Did you notice the other thing, though? From opening the door until now, she hasn’t blinked even once.”

"What?" asked a lot of cultivators.

"I've been watching it and even give all my focus to it yet why didn't I noticed that?" asked a random cultivator.

"Nothing can pass your eyes without your notice, Wei-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"Except Lan Wangji's feelings for him, I guess." said Jiang Cheng making Wei Wuxian pout.

The boys blinked a few times. Wei WuXian continued, “Living people blink to prevent eyes from becoming sore. Dead people, on the other hand, have no need to do this. And, when I took the needle and thread over, did anyone notice how she looked at me?”

Jin Ling, “Her eyeballs didn’t move… but her head did!”

"So you guys are observing too." said Jin Zixuan.

"It is necessary since we didn't know the place." said Jin Ling.

"That's good, then." said Jin Zixuan with a smile.

Wei WuXian, “Precisely. When most people look somewhere, their eyeballs usually move, no matter how slight the movement is. However, dead people’s eyes don’t. This is because dead people can’t carry out an action as subtle as moving their eyeballs. They can only turn their heads and necks instead.”

Lan JingYi was baffled, “Should we be taking notes?”

Wei WuXian, “A good habit, but do you think you’d have time to flip through your notes when you’re out night-hunting? Keep it in your minds.”

"So why are you guys taking notes." asked Su She to the younger disciples and the juniors.

"For us to study when we get back." they all answered in unison.

"To give to our friends who didn't know about this." answered Zizhen.

"And what is it to you?" asked Jingyi.

"Let us do whatever we want because we are doing anything wrong." he added with an eye roll.

"Shut it. He's just asking." said Jiang Cheng.

Jin Ling spoke through clenched teeth, “Walking corpses are already weird enough. Why do things like living corpses exist?!”

Wei WuXian, “There are a lot of disadvantages to dead people: rigid muscles, slow movement, and so on. However, there are also quite a few advantages: the lack of fear towards pain, the inability to think, how easy they are to control. Somebody thought that they could amend for the disadvantages of corpses and create perfect corpse puppets. This was how living corpses came into being.”

"You knew a lot." said Jiang Cheng.

"Because I'm a genius." said Wei Wuxian proudly.

"My genius." said Lan Wangji making Wei Wuxian blush.

"Not only Wei Wuxian but also his partner is a shameless man." said Jiang Cheng.

"That's why they suit each other." said Nie Huaisang making the female cultivators agree with him.

Although the boys didn’t say anything, one single sentence was written all over their faces— “This person must be Wei! Wu! Xian!”

Wei WuXian didn’t know whether to laugh or frown, thinking silently, But I really haven’t done such a thing!

Although, it really did sound like his way of doing things!

The juniors blushed in embarrassment when they saw the look Wei Wuxian gave them.

"Always remember that I will never do such thing." he said in all seriousness.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but to laugh out loud making everyone confused.

"Why are you laughing." asked Wei Wuxian.

"Seriousness doesn't suit you. You look like an old man." said Jiang Cheng while laughing joined by Nie Huaisang and Jin Zixuan.

"How dare you call me an old man?!" exclaimed Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng just raised his brow at him.

He carried on, “Ahem. Alright. Wei WuXian started it. But, he successfully made Wen Ning, or the Ghost General. To be honest, I’ve always wanted to ask—who exactly came up with this title? It’s so dumb. Anyways, there were some other people who wanted to imitate this but weren’t good enough, so they used improper means. Targeting living people instead, they developed living corpses.” He concluded, “A type of failed imitations.”

"Only a person with an immoral mind can do such thing." said Wei Wuxian.

"Like you." said Jin Guangshan.

"My second son-in-law is never immoral. Mind your words when you're talking about him." said Qingheng-jun.

"Jin Guangshan, you should have known it more sooner that Lans are overprotective of their family." said Wen Rouhan.

"Besides, you're more immoral than him." he added.

Jin Guangshan just gave him a glare but the man only smile in amusement, knowing fully well that Jin Guangshan can never go against him since the man itself feared him and his power.

Hearing Wei WuXian’s name, Jin Ling’s face froze over. He snorted, “Wei Ying himself used improper means.”

Wei WuXian, “Yep. Then, the ones who developed living corpses used the most improper means of all improper means.”

"I'm sorry, Wei-daijiu." said Jin Ling.

"No need to say sorry. I fully understand that you hated me back then." said Wei Wuxian with a smile.

Lan SiZhui, “Senior Mo, what should we do now?”

Wei WuXian, “Some living corpses may not know that they’re already dead. I think that this old lady is one of the confused corpses. Let’s just not disturb her for now.”

Out of blue, a series of the crisp taps of a bamboo pole knocking on the ground suddenly sounded.

"That again." said Jin Zixuan.

"Just what is that being wants?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"You'll find out." answered Zizhen.

The sound came from nearby a window, which was sealed shut by strips of black, wooden boards. All of the disciples in the central chamber turned pale. Ever since they entered the city, they had been constantly pestered by the sound. They now panicked whenever they heard it. Wei WuXian gestured for them to be quiet. All of them held their breaths as they watched Wei WuXian walk to the window and look outside through a narrow slit between the boards.

The juniors laughed at their panicked reaction.

"We should have never feared her. She's the only I grew fond of." said Zizhen with a laugh.

Jingyi gave him a look.

As soon as Wei WuXian approached the slit, he could see a field of white. He thought that the fog outside was too thick for him to see anything. Suddenly, however, the whiteness rapidly shrunk backward.

He saw a pair of white, hideous eyes, glowering at the slit between the boards. The field of white he saw wasn’t fog, but the pair of pupil-less eyes.

"The f*ck?!" cursed Jiang Cheng.

The cultivators shivered at what they saw.

Jin Ling and the group felt that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, as they feared that something would happen to Wei WuXian as he was looking outside and that he would collapse with his hands covering his eyes. With an ah of exclamation coming from him, the boys’ hearts skipped a few beats. Even their hair seemed to be standing, “What happened?!”

"You're scaring them." said Jiang Cheng while Wei Wuxian laughed.

"Nothing is funny, right?" asked a random cultivator.

"Yeah, but why is he laughing?" asked his friend.

"Maybe he'd become crazy." said another random cultivator.

"It's going to be fun." said Wei Wuxian while wriggling his brows at the juniors.

Wei WuXian spoke as quietly as he could, “Shh. Don’t talk. I’m looking at it.”

Jin Ling lowered his voice so that it was even quieter than Wei WuXian’s, “Then what are you seeing? What’s the thing outside the door?”

Wei WuXian neither took his gaze away nor gave a straightforward answer, “Hmmm… Yes… This is amazing. Truly amazing.”

Jiang Cheng raised his brow.

"It's gonna be his another prank." he said.

"Why spoil the fun, ChengCheng." said Wei Wuxian with a pout.

The expression that could be seen from the side of his face was filled with delight, and both his praise and exclamation sounded as though they were from the bottom of his heart. The disciples’ curiosity immediately overrode their nervousness. Lan SiZhui couldn’t help but ask, “… Senior Mo, what is truly amazing?”

Wei WuXian, “Wow! It’s so pretty. Be quiet, you guys. Don’t scare it away. I’m not done looking at it.”

"What pretty?" asked Lan Wangji, damn the man is once again drinking vinegar.

"You'll know." said Jingyi.

"Good luck." said Jin Ling at Wei Wuxian who is smiling nervously.

Jin Ling, “Move! I want to see.”

“Me too!”

Wei WuXian, “Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

Wei WuXian took his time stepping aside, as if he was unwilling to leave. Jin Ling was the first to move over. He looked outside through the thin slit between the wooden boards.

"Are you that curious?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Yeah, Young Mistress Jin here is always the curious one." said Jingyi while his friends agree with him.

"Stop calling me that." said Jin Ling with the glare but Jingyi only shrugged his shoulders at him.

It was already nighttime. In the cold atmosphere, even the fog in Yi City had somewhat dissipated, just barely allowing one to see the street at a few meters away. Jin Ling peeked for a while. Failing to find the “amazing”, “pretty” thing, he was rather disappointed, thinking to himself, I didn’t scare it away by talking, did I?

Just as he was about to give up, a small, shrivelled figure suddenly flashed before the slit.

"Aaaahhhhh!" screamed the cultivators.

"What is that?" asked Nie Huaisang who is hiding his face behind his fan.

"Just watch." said Nie Mingjue.

Having seen the entire appearance of the entity without any preparations, Jin Ling’s scalp prickled from the shock. He almost bursted out but, somehow suppressing the exclamation that was still in his chest, he actually managed to stay silent, and maintained the stiff, bent-down posture. After the tingles above his head had passed, he turned to Wei WuXian in spite of himself. Wei WuXian, the root of the commotion, leaned on the window beside the door. With one corner of his mouth curving upward, he raised his eyebrows and gave Jin Ling a sly smile, “Doesn’t it look pretty?”

"What a brave man." said Wei Wuxian.

"Of course I am." said Jin Ling.

"I can't believe you really made fun of them at such situation." said Jin Zixuan.

"A part of their new experience in life." said Wei Wuxian.

Jin Ling glared back at him. Knowing that he was making fun of them on purpose, Jin Ling grit his teeth, “… Yes…”

With a change of heart, he straightened up and casually replied, “It’s soso at best. Only barely worthy of a look!”

"You joined him?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Of course he did. I'm proud of you." said Wei Wuxian.

"Jiang Cheng, you should learn from your nephew on how to compliment." he said.

"Compliment who?" asked Lan Xichen with a smile.

"You, I guess." said Wei Wuxian with a laugh.

After the comment, he moved aside, waiting for the next person to be fooled. Their deceiving words roused the rest of the group’s level of curiosity to a peak. Lan SiZhui couldn’t hold himself from staying still and walked to the same spot. Just as his eyes approached the slit, he bursted out with an “ah!”, but in all honesty, unlike the previous two. With a face full of panic, he jumped backward from the shock. He only found Wei WuXian after dizzily spinning around a few times, then complained, “Senior Mo! There is a… a…”

Jin Ling laughed at him.

"My poor little radish." said Wei Wuxian suppressing his laugh.

"Little radish?" asked the juniors.

"Why?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"They you also time travel?" asked Jingyi in which he received a smack from Jin Ling.

"Why?" Wei Wuxian asked again.

"Because you like to call him that in the future." said Jingyi.

"Oh! My little radish. It suit you" said Wei Wuxian with a smile.

Wei WuXian responded in absolute awareness, “There’s a that, right? No need to say it out loud, else it’d no longer be a pleasant surprise. Let everyone go see for himself.”

It was impossible for the others to still dare go over after they saw Lan SiZhui’s terrified reaction. A pleasant surprise? More like a nasty fright. All of them waved their hands in refusal, “No thanks. No thanks.”

"If I were there, I would never believe him again." said a younger disciple.

Jin Ling spat, “The situation’s already like this and you’re still playing tricks. Just what in the world were you thinking?”

Wei WuXian, “You joined me as well, didn’t you? Don’t imitate your uncle’s tone. SiZhui, was it scary?”

"It make me doubt if he is really shijie's son or not. Just look at him, he is looking like Jiang Cheng." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's because he grew up with a-niang." said Jingyi.

Lan SiZhui obediently nodded, “Yes.”

Wei WuXian, “That’s good. This is an excellent opportunity for your cultivation. Why do ghosts scare people? It’s because when people are scared, their consciousness fades while their spirit surges, which make the easiest moments to suck out their yang energy. This is why ghosts are the most afraid of those who are fearless, who aren’t scared of them. There are no opportunities to seize, so there isn’t anything that ghosts can do to them. Thus, as disciples of cultivation, your number one goals are to become braver!”

"Always take note of that." said Wei Wuxian.

"You will learn a lot from him." said a random cultivator while others agree with him.

Wei Wuxian was looking so proud at himself.

Glad that he didn’t take a curious look due to his inability to move, Lan JingYi muttered, “Braveness is determined at birth. What can you possibly do if you were born a coward?”

Wei WuXian, “Were you born knowing how to fly on swords? People only know how to do it after practicing and practicing. Similarly, people can get used to things after being scared. Does the outhouse reek? Is it disgusting? Trust me, if you live in an outhouse for a month, you’ll even be able to eat your meals in there.”

The boys were absolutely terrified. They dismissed the claim in unison, “No you cannot!!! That is impossible!!!”

"How did you know about that?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"I don't know. Maybe, my future self become more smarter." said Wei Wuxian.

"Or you experience such thing in the future." said Jing Cheng.

Wei WuXian, “It’s only an example. Okay, I admit that I haven’t lived in an outhouse before. I don’t know if you can actually eat in there. I have no evidence. However, you must try the one outside the door. You must not only look at it but, moreover, look carefully. Watch for the details. From the details, find any hidden weaknesses in the shortest time possible. You must take the situation calmly and search for chances to counter-attack. Alright, have I said enough for you to understand? Most people wouldn’t have the opportunity for my guidance. Make use of it. Nobody move any further away. A single-file line, please. Look one at a time.”

"How I wish I was there." said a younger disciple.

"Wait for it to finish, you will wish that you've never been there in the first place." said Zizhen.

"And do you want to have a spicy congee?" asked Jingyi.

The disciple immediately shook his head as a no.

“… Do we really have to?”

Wei WuXian, “Of course. I never joke around. I never fool people, either. Let’s start with JingYi. Both Jin Ling and SiZhui have looked already.”

Lan JingYi, “What? I would not have to look, would I? People under corpse poisoning cannot move. You said so yourself.”

"You're just scared." said Jin Ling.

"Who said that?" he asked.

"You'll prove it later." said Jin Ling.

"I am not!" exclaimed Jingyi.

"A-niang, say that I am not." he added.

"Don't involve me on that. I never said such thing." said Jiang Cheng making Jingyi give him a betrayed look.

Wei WuXian, “Let me see your tongue. Ah.”

Lan JingYi, “Ah.”

Wei WuXian, “Congratulations. You have been cured. Bravely make your first step forward. Come on!”

Lan JingYi, “I have been cured already?! You are kidding, right?!”

"Nope, I'm not." said Wei Wuxian.

"We're going to find out the truth." said Jin Ling while smirking at Jingyi.

"I'm going to tell everyone about that secret crush of yours." said Jingyi.

"I can't do anything. It was the screen's choice to show it." said Jin Ling in a panicked tone.

"Whatever." said Jingyi.

Jin Ling looked at his mother for help who only looked curious at what Jingyi said.

With his protests denied, he could only toughen up and walk toward the window. He looked once, then looked away. He looked once more, then looked away again. Wei WuXian knocked on the board, “What are you scared of? I’m standing here. It won’t break through the board, much less eat your eyeballs or anything.”

Lan JingYi jumped away, “I’m finished looking!”

"See." said Jin Ling.

Jingyi looked at him with a glare while others laughed at him.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Jiang Cheng making them shut their mouth.

"It is normal to be scared." he added.

"My a-niang is really my life savior." said Jingyi while hugging his mother.

"So care to tell me who is this crush of his?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"No, you won't!" exclaimed Jin Ling.

"I have a promise to myself that I will always follow, respect, and most of all, answers whatever my mother asks me." said Jingyi.

"And I will never break that promise." he added.

"I'll just whisper it to you, a-niang." he said while Jiang Cheng just nod his head.

Hearing the name, Jiang Cheng's eyes widen in surprise.

And then, whenever someone’s turn came, there’d be sharp gasps of fright. After everyone went, Wei WuXian spoke again, “Finished looking? Then, everyone, tell the group what details you’ve picked up. Let’s summarize.”

Jin Ling fought to speak first, “White eyes. Female. Short and skinny. Fine looks. Holding a bamboo pole.”

"Are you trying to prove yourself?" asked Jin Zixun.

"Of course he did. He saw all of us as his competitors before we all became friends." said Jingyi.

"Aren't you cousins?" asked Meng Yao.

"We are yet we're not that close before." answered Jingyi.

Lan SiZhui thought for a moment, “The girl’s height reaches my chest. She is only wearing rags and does not look too clean, dressed like a beggar roaming the streets. The bamboo pole appears to be a white cane. It is possible that her white eyes were not formed after death, but instead because she had been blind before she passed away.”

Wei WuXian commented, “Jin Ling had greater quantity, while SiZhui had higher quality.”

Jin Ling’s lips twitched in dissatisfaction.

"He's competing with his own crush." Jiang Cheng whispered at his who snickered.

"That looks cute, right?" asked Jingyi in whisper.

"What are you two whispering about?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"None of your business." said Jiang Cheng making Wei Wuxian pout.

One boy spoke up, “The girl is only around fifteen or sixteen. She has an oval face, with a lively air about her delicate features. She fastened her long hair with a wooden hairpin, which had a small fox head carved onto the end. She’s not only small—her figure is slender as well. Although she’s not that tidy, she’s not grimy either. After some grooming, she’s bound to be a lovely girl.”

Hearing this, Wei WuXian immediately felt that this boy would have a very promising future. He vigorously praised, “Well done, well done. The observations are both detailed and unique. Child, you’ll definitely be the sentimental type after you grow up.”

"It's Zizhen!" exclaimed Jingyi.

Zizhen can only blushed when he saw himself.

"He looks cute." said Nie Huaisang.

"Is that the girl whom you called Lady A-Qing?" he asked and the juniors nod their heads.

"So you fall in love with a ghost." said Nie Huaisang.

Zizhen was speechless.

The boy blushed and turned to face the wall, ignoring his peers’ laughter. Another boy spoke, “It looks like that the sounds of a bamboo pole knocking on the ground were from when she was walking. If she had been blind before she passed away, she would not have been able to see even after she became a ghost, so she could only rely on the white cane.”

Another one of the boys argued, “But how would that be possible? You have all seen blind people, have you not? Because they cannot use their eyes, they move and walk slowly, in case they bump into anything. However, the ghost outside the door has swift movements. I have never seen such a nimble blind person before.”

"Maybe she isn't blind before she died." said Wei Wuxian.

"I agree. Maybe that person who killed her is the reason why she's blind." said Nie Huaisang.

"Poor girl." said a random cultivator.

Wei WuXian smiled, “Good job. Props to you for thinking about this. This is exactly how you should analyze. Don’t dismiss any points of suspicion. Now, let’s invite her inside to get some answers.”

"What do you mean 'invite her inside'? Are you going to talk to her?" asked Meng Yao.

"Probably." Wei Wuxian answered.

As soon as he finished his sentence, he immediately took off one of the boards. Not only the boys inside, even the ghost outside the window jumped from his sudden movement, warily raising her bamboo pole.

Wei WuXian first greeted the ghost, then asked, “Maiden, do you have any business here, having followed them all this way?”

"Yeah, what is her reason why she is following the juniors?" asked MianMian.

"Is she trying to help them?" asked Jin Zixuan.

Jin Ling nodded his head.

The girl widened her eyes. If she were a living person, she must have looked as adorable as can be. However, with no pupils and only two streaks of blood pouring from her eyes, it only made her look scarier than ever. Some more people in the back had gasped. Wei WuXian comforted them, “What are you scared of? You’re gonna get used to seeing people bleeding from the seven qiao in the future. It’s only two of the seven that are currently bleeding, and you can’t handle it? This is why I tell you to experience more things and toughen up.”

"How is that even scary?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"It is scary because it is scary." Nie Huaisang answered.

"Toughen up." said Wei Wuxian.

"How can we punish those people with those suggestions of yours when you're scared of that?" he asked.

"I am merely suggesting, I would never do such thing." said Nie Huaisang.

Before this, the girl had been irritatedly circling in front of their window, knocking on the ground with her pole, stomping her feet, glaring at everyone, waving her arms around. Now, however, her actions changed. She gestured, as if she wanted to express something. Jin Ling wondered, “Strange. Can’t she talk?”

Hearing this, the girl’s ghost paused, then opened her mouth.

Blood gushed out from her empty mouth. Her tongue had been pulled out from its root.

"Oh My God!" exclaimed MianMian.

"Who would do that?" she asked.

"Lady A-Qing." mumbled Zizhen.

"So you really like her?" asked Nie Huaisang when he heard his mumbling.

"I do-" he didn't get to finish when Jingyi spoke up.

"Lets focus on watching." he said.

The disciples were covered in goosebumps, yet they felt a same sense of sympathy, So that was why she could not speak. Both blind and mute—how unfortunate.

Wei WuXian, “Is she using sign language? Does anyone understand?”

"No, she isn't." said Lan Xichen.

"Maybe she doesn't know how." said Nie Mingjue.

"Such a poor lady, then." said Meng Yao.

Nobody understood. The girl was so anxious that she stomped her feet, using her pole to write and scribble on the ground. Yet, she clearly wasn’t from a scholarly family. She was illiterate and couldn’t write anything. With only a mess of stick-figures, no-one could understand what she was trying to say.

Suddenly, from the far end of the street came a series of sprinting footsteps and human pants.

"Now, who is it?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Wanna bet?" asked Jingyi.

"What bet?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"If the person is a friend or foe." said Jingyi.

"I already know who it is so you choose first." he added.

"A friend." said Nie Huaisang while taking out his money pouch.

"Okay." said Jingyi with a smile.

"You'll regret it. Jiang Cheng's blood is running through his veins so of course, Jiang Cheng's skills in betting is passed down to him." said Wei Wuxian.

"We don't know yet." said Nie Huaisang.

The girl’s spirit suddenly disappeared. She’d probably come back again, though, so Wei WuXian wasn’t worried. He quickly put the board back and continued peeping outside from the slit. The rest of the disciples wanted to see the situation outside as well, and all squeezed in front of the door. A row of heads stacked from the top to the bottom, blocking the entire slit.

Although the fog had thinned for a while, at the moment, it started to circulate again. A figure clumsily broke through the fog and rushed over.

"Who's that?" asked Meng Yao.

"His figure is kinda familiar." said Song Lan.