Ah, life positively blossomed around here! [there is a brightness in his tone wholly separate from his actual mood, eyes lighting up with something akin to mischief, like a child sitting on a delicious secret.]

And feasts! They're most scandalous, but anonymous. And the young cultivator in the eastern wing has taken to running an establishment--it took off right after you've left, alas. But Nie-xiong-- [most important of all, with warmth finally seeping back into Qingxuan's shallow smile.]

You weren't around to see any of that, so what's the use of having it?