It's a complex question. It was never about believing him or not believing him. It didn't really matter where the Tiger Amulet had come from. Whether it was Yin Iron or not. Wangji had known from the start that it was affecting Wei Ying, that it was hurting him. Corrupting him. It didn't matter where it came from, Lan Zhan knew no matter what that it would destroy Wei Ying if it had a chance.
But his morals? His goals? His values?
He'd never heard Wei Wuxian once break his code. He stood up for the weak, when no one else would. And at the Nightless City, when everything was breaking...
He'd seen Wei Ying's face. He had seen his tears. Heard his plea. There was no evil intent in him, Wangji knew that. There had only been grief.
And for this man - this ghost - that grief was from yesterday.
The silence stretched, a little too long, but eventually Wangji nodded. A tiny motion. Almost imperceptible. But yes, he believed Wei Ying.
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But his morals? His goals? His values?
He'd never heard Wei Wuxian once break his code. He stood up for the weak, when no one else would. And at the Nightless City, when everything was breaking...
He'd seen Wei Ying's face. He had seen his tears. Heard his plea. There was no evil intent in him, Wangji knew that. There had only been grief.
And for this man - this ghost - that grief was from yesterday.
The silence stretched, a little too long, but eventually Wangji nodded. A tiny motion. Almost imperceptible. But yes, he believed Wei Ying.
If he admitted it to himself, he always had.