Wuxian certainly has the rogue figured out. A heartfelt thanks is far more than necessary, though it is appreciated and makes up for the little bit of abuse from a cranky parent. Although they might all be getting more if faced with having to do this to Jin Ling in front of Jiang Cheng.

Wanyin's eyes widen in alarm as it dawns on him what they're doing. He curses and gets a knife from his boot. Quickly he cuts back at his nephew's sleeves so they don't get caught in the artificial burn. "We'll take him to Lanling. They have some renowned healers there." He would love to take his nephew home to protect him, but he but the resources were better in the larger city.

"I can't believe we let him leave like this.." He mutters, hating himself for failing the boy yet again. "Why didn't you stop him, Wuxian?"

Song Lan kneels down and takes Jin Ling's wrist gently. He can attempt to keep the boy from going into shock at least. He nods to Wuxian.