Wangji did not want to have to be formal with his brother and he did not want to start the conversation with misplaced anger. So he bowed slightly in return and then held out the tea as he entered the house. "Brother. I brought some of the new tea that we put together since we both like it."
He sighed, looking around as he tried to gather his thoughts and his bearings about him. "I apologize, Xichen. I did not mean to make it seem like my anger was directed at you. I am not angry with you and was not angry with you back when everything went so wrong."