"Is that so?" Shen Yuan asks, interested but half-distracted as he takes his sash off and wraps it around Xiu Ya's blade in a very makeshift scabbard that he can hold in his arms without cutting himself. He doesn't need a sword nagging at him to cover it up in public, thanks! Good thing his black robe closes in the front, so he's still just as covered up as he was with the sash on.

That done he turns his full attention back to Wei Wuxian. "Master Wei seems to be speaking with the voice of experience," he says, with all necessary courtesy but a great deal of curiosity behind it. "This one cannot help but be envious; this is his second time being dragged into another realm without advance notice, and the first time he was not permitted to bring any personal items with him at all, nor were his belongings restored to him in all the years he spent in the second world."

Some might argue that being plunked into the body of a fully developed peak lord would make up the deficit, but those people probably weren't internet addicts. And that wasn't even going into genuinely personal stuff that Shen Yuan himself preferred not to spend a lot of time thinking about, like not having any keepsakes of his family. The System might have technically saved his life, but it still screwed him over on multiple levels.