[Xingchen understands this sentiment, agrees with it to an extent. Don't get involved unless asked or necessary. But at the same time, he wants to ask if Wei Wuxian, while here, would simply walk past a man dying on the side of the road. Xingchen couldn't. He didn't. But he feels that bringing this up would only keep an argument going and not a discussion. Wei Wuxian seems to feel the way he does and Xingchen won't be able to change that.]

...I know. We're just passing through.

[He moves to work on the next plant, but his hands hover while Wei Wuxian asks that question. He has a way with poking at Xingchen's doubts, doesn't he? But after a moment, he finally presses his hands onto the soil once more and shakes his head.]

No. If anyone is to be questioned, it is me, not Shuanghua. It has its purpose and I am responsible for interpreting that purpose.