Jin Ling nods at Yuan, but can't say more before Wuxian is admonishing him for not telling. He also might have argued more about that point too, but his uncle has a very good question. Although, he shoots the older man a warning look for the tone. Back off!

He turns and reaches out to take Yuan's hand. He thinks the reason Yuan used his name like that was because he told him to on the trip. "A-Yuan, Xiaowen is the captain. Of course I told him. I rely on him. Jiujiu, you remember him. He's one of the men you met when I took over after Uncle Yao died."

Wanyin frowns. "Right. I liked Jin Yatsen better."

Jin Ling scowls just a bit, finally looking a little less afraid and a little more like that irritable young man they all know and love. "Him? He's so old!"

"He also told me about those cloaks you made and using Wuxian's old tricks to ward them. Since when did you start using magic like that?" He growls. "Bloody cloaks, I might add."

"Huh?" He looks over at Wei Wuxian surprised. "I thought.. did you write some of the books in Uncle Yao's study?"