Surprisingly, Lan Wangji knew most of this, or enough of it that he can follow the remainder. He knew that Shen Yuan was dead, naturally, and inhabiting the body of a cultivator named Shen Qingqiu; he knew that Luo Binghe came from a work of fiction written by Shang Qinghua. He knew that Shen Qingqiu was not a good man. He frowns a little as he slots together the rest of the information. "What difference does that make to the way Shen Yuan spoke to Claudius?"