"The normal amount to be bleeding is none, Lan Zhan. --Well, from your arm anyway. I really hope you aren't also experiencing more normal bleeding somewhere else at the same time!"

She is NOT, thank you very much. Lan Zhan looks extremely offended that Wei Ying would mention something like this in public, even for a value of 'public' that includes the bottom of a very dark, deep cave. Lan Zhan is UNAMUSED.

Wei Ying attempts to take advantage of her offended distraction by checking the wound on her arm. 

The dog bite is oozing blood through the makeshift bandages. A separate long gash on Lan Zhan's forearm is either new or freshly reopened.

"Yikes, where did you get this one!?"

"Worry less about that and more about yourself!" Jiang Cheng snaps, catching up to the two of them. 

"I'm fine, A-Cheng." 

"And how long are you going to continue to be fine if you keep up this reckless behavior!?"

Lan Zhan tugs down her sleeve and drifts away nonchalantly. Some of the disciples with torches have discovered a pool at the dead end of the cave; she joins them at the banks to take a look.

Wen Chao yells at them to report and is summarily ignored. Wei Ying peers around and frowns. 

"Something's off..." 

Lan Zhan looks out over the water and narrows her eyes. "The echo is wrong."

Wei Ying frowns and nods and spots a couple of floating leaves and nudges Lan Zhan and points to them. 

Nod. "There's another way out."

Further comment is cut off when Wen Chao and his lackeys catch up. 

After determining that Wen Chao Will Not Let This Go, he orders the soldiers to get somebody hung up and bleeding as though this were a casually reasonable thing to do.

"Nonsense! You can't kill your own hostages like that!"

Wen Chao turns slowly to look at him. 

"How many times do I have to explain it before you understand? The rest of you are nothing more than dirt under the Wen sect's boot," he sneers. 

"Will your father agree with you, when the Jin Sect wages war against him? Sect Leader Jin would not take my death lightly!"

"The Jin sect is being spared because your father obeys the Chief Cultivator. If he ceases to do so, he will be crushed. My father will not tolerate insubordination from anyone," he scoffs. 

His hand jerks to his hip, but there is no sword hilt there to grab. "You--"

"Oh shut up, no one said anything about you being strung as bait. There's plenty of other worthless trash here to choose from." She sidles up to her boyfriend and strokes his shoulder, humming softly. Then she tilts her head and flicks a finger at the Lan bitch. "If I may suggest... how about her?"

"Her? Hm..."

He looks slightly reluctant, in the least reassuring way possible.

She is SO SICK OF THIS, why does it have to take SO MUCH WORK to stop her boyfriend from having an affair with ONE IRRELEVANT PRISONER. Her life is so HARD.

"You're reluctant because she's pretty."

"I'm not reluctant!" he puffs up. "If you want it to be her, then it's her."

TRY IT BITCH. 

Wei Ying steps in front of Lan Zhan, fists clenched. 

Jin Zixuan also steps forward in Defensive Support. No women are getting carved up as monster bait on His watch! Also he really wants to punch Wen Chao in the fucking face! 
"Wen Chao, you're going too far!"