'Her' turns out to be none other than Lan-er guniang, dressed in blinding white and hair billowing dark behind her.

Two guards march Lan Zhan across the plaza, bringing her up to stand in line with Wei Ying and the other sect heirs. Unlike the other sects, there is no larger contingent of Lan disciples behind her. Lan Zhan is alone.

She does not seem pleased.

Wow. 

Lan Zhan doesn't seem like she's in good shape, and that's not good, but, wow. What a much better entrance than Wen Chao's. 

"Lan Zhan! Psst, Lan Zhan!"

Seeing Wei Ying is as lovely and terrible as ever. Lan Zhan really really really wishes Wei Ying weren't here; she also wishes that Wei Ying would shut her mouth and stop drawing attention. Lan Zhan glares straight ahead and doesn't acknowledge her.

"Lan Zhan!"

"Shh, don't draw attention," Jiang Cheng mutters to her, shooting a glare at Wen Chao. "She's all in one piece, you can talk to her later." 

Wei Ying pouts at her brother and then hisses again, more quietly, "Lan Zhan!"

She's FINE and Wei Ying should LISTEN TO HER BROTHER. Lan Zhan's fist tightens around Bichen.

She worries it could seem like they're conspiring over the Yin Iron's location in plain sight to Wen Chao, Known Idiot.

Instead of observing information about the world and drawing inferences from it, Wen Chao demands that they turn over their swords. There is some protest but Wen Chao quashes it by waving his father's dick around. Metaphorically, thankfully.

A clump of guards make their way across the pavilion to collect everyone's swords and place them on a handy floating sword-tray.

She hands Bichen over without protesting, stone faced and furious.

Wei Ying quietly promises her brother not to make trouble and hands over Suibian with false brightness. 

Then she goes back to pestering her friend. 

"Lan Zhan!"

Shut The Fuck Up Wei Ying

Jin Zixuan does not give up his sword!!! None of the disciples agreed to this humiliating treatment by coming here and Wen Chao is completely crossing the line, he better watch himself.

Wen Chao raises an eyebrow. "Are you challenging the Chief Cultivator?"

"I am not the one challenging common decency, Wen-er gongzi. You push it too far. The Jin Sect stands with our swords!"

Wen Chao snorts and approaches Jin Zixuan. 

"Where do you think you are? If the Wen sect says it's common decency to hand over your swords, then it is."

The disciple behind Jin Zixuan clears her throat and steps forward, bowing deeply. "Please pardon him, Wen-er gonzgi. Our Young Master did not mean to offend you, we beg your forgiveness."

"Mianmian, you don't need to beg forgiveness from these dogs."

"Gongzi, please, remember your father's wishes," she whispers back. "Wen-er-gongzi, Sect Leader Jin instructed us not to neglect the Wen's commands. Our sect clans have always had a good relationship; of course we will comply."

"It looks like this disciple of yours is both smarter and prettier than you are," Wen Chao mocks. He turns away. "Take his sword," he orders the soldiers. 

Jin Zixuan nearly draws his sword on them - if they want it so much, they may have it at their throats! But Mianmian tugs at his sleeve and he relents with a huff.

Mianmian shoots Wei Ying a relieved grimace.

Wei Ying gives her a sympathetic look back, then continues peering at Lan Zhan as Wen Chao prattles on about the Wen sect and how they have to memorize this book and what an asshole he's going to be about it. 

She almost hisses Lan Zhan's name a few more times, but Jiang Cheng catches her and grabs her shoulder to stop her. 

Lan Zhan would like to set Wen Chao and his entire white fortress on fire. She does not attempt to do this. She stands like a statue and stares off into space, pointedly paying as little attention as humanly possible.

The guards hand out books. 

Wen Chao dismisses them not long after. 

Wei Ying studies the Wen precepts, sporfles over the Wen hypocrisy, tries to check on Lan Zhan, finds out they're all under house arrest, and Plots. 

Lan Zhan is returned to the dungeons beneath the Indoctrination Bureau, wherein she continues to have a massively unpleasant day. 

On the bright side: Wen Xu’s men continue not to discover where she hid the Yin Iron in Cloud Recesses. As long as that fragment is kept from them, Lan Zhan doesn't care how much blood stains her nice white robes.

It's a little harder to disguise limping when she joins everyone for indoctrination the next morning, but she does her best.

Wei Ying definitely notices! And gives her Concerned Looks! 

Wen Chao would like a volunteer to recite the entire book he gave them yesterday. Nobody stirs. 

Wen Chao's gaze sweeps over the assembled disciples and he calls on Lan Zhan with a smirk. 

No.