He steps neatly onto the sword, rising carefully into the cool night air, keeping a keen eye out for exactly such a threat. His arms are iron bands around Wei Ying, his one and only priority. Even if she is there, if Wei Ying is started, he will be safe in his zhangfu's arms.

"If she is there, I will take care of it," he bites out as they head back up over the river, no such purple glow showing itself yet. "I am Hanguang-Jun. She will fall if she attempts to harm you, again."