When Xue Yang first saw Song Lan walking by, he considered slipping free and going on the offensive. In the end he decided against it. As much as he wanted to run a sword through the man, it seemed like a better idea in the long run to keep the fact that he was faking a secret until he could use it appropriately.

The opportunity for it came without him even having to do anything himself, as he spotted Song Lan caught up in the vines himself later on. A wide grin spread across Xue Yang's face and he slowly approached, making sure not to get too close before he determined exactly how stuck Song Lan was.

"My, my. It seems our positions have swapped. What do you think, Daozhang Song? Should I keep walking and ignore you like you did to me?"