Hey, you are reborn too?

"Do you really not understand or do you pretend not to understand?"

The voice of the man in the moon-white robe was somewhat helpless.

Jiang Yu blinked twice. Although he had never heard of Feng Xing before, when he thought about it carefully, his master mentioned Feng Xing and also mentioned Xie Yongwei by the way - no, his master mentioned Xie Yongwei first and then Feng Xing.

Jiang Yu's pupils shrank. So, could it be, could it be?

Xie Yongwei, is she the Feng Xing?

"Master..." He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a raised index finger.

"Hush," the man put his index finger to his lips, the side of his face illuminated by the torch in the distance, the light of the fire shone into his ink-black eyes, but it was like the light poured into the abyss, never to be found again, "Hush."

The man lowered his eyelids, covering half of his eyes. The remaining half, under the flickering firelight, was unclear in its meaning.

Jiang Yu was curious for some reason, so he leaned over to take a look. However, his heart skipped a beat and he felt like his chest was dropping.

That half of the eyes revealed madness and piety, like a believer's unconditional and extremely strong faith in Him.

Jiang Yu shuddered all over and felt like he was not feeling well.

What's wrong with Master? He looks so weird when I ask him questions about Fengxing. Why don't I just stop asking?

Fortunately, after Jiang Yu hesitated for a long time, the man finally spoke: "It cannot be said."

The voice was faint, like a sigh, yet inexplicably heavy, like a huge rock, pressing tightly on Jiang Yu's heart.

He was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Jiang Yu pursed his lips. So, it seems that his master doesn't want to tell him anything?

When I asked him before why he wanted to accept me as his disciple, he hesitated and talked about other things.

I followed his wishes and asked Xie Yongwei why she couldn't be killed, but he simply evaded the question by saying "it's not something I can say".

Jiang Yu was speechless for a moment.

I shouldn't ask him questions.

Jiang Yu tapped himself several times, then looked up into his master's eyes again, making sure the madness inside had subsided a lot before he mustered up the courage to continue asking.

"Master, you didn't answer the two questions I asked before." The man's eyelids twitched slightly. Jiang Yu assumed that he was guilty and quickly pressed the issue, "Then... can I ask you one last question now?"

The man frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

"I want to know, what is your name?"

The man in front of him frowned even deeper, and was about to speak, but Jiang Yu quickly took over his words: "I'm not talking about the nickname of Master. I want to know your real name when you go out."

"I forgot." The man in the moon-white robe raised his hands and put them behind his head. He leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, and his voice was emotionless. "I can't remember clearly."

Jiang Yu stared with wide eyes at the unkempt handsome man leaning against a tree, his thin lips uttering perfunctory words calmly.

For a moment, he wanted to pick the person up and question him seriously.

Just as he took a step forward, the man's eyes suddenly opened, startling him.

My body froze.

"What do you want to do?" The man raised his eyelids and gave him a reluctant look.

"I," Jiang Yu said before that he dared not speak, but now he was so angry that he could not bear it anymore and had to speak, "No, Master, do you really think I am a three-year-old child?"

The man closed his eyes again, maybe because he felt guilty: "No."

"Then why did you keep changing the subject and not want to share information with me?"

The person in front of me was unmoved, like a clam that had sunk to the bottom of the river. It had become accustomed to the knocks from the outside world and would no longer open its mouth at the slightest noise.

After Jiang Yu said those angry words, he realized that forcing him like this was not a good idea. After all, no matter what, he was still this person's disciple in name, and this person still had to be called Master by him in name.

Still can't push too hard, Jiang Yu thought, since one method doesn't work, try the opposite.

"Master," Jiang Yu calmed down, cleared his throat, and tried to soften his voice. "Look, I am your disciple with all my heart. You and I are both confused about the blood contract. Although I don't know what kind of constraints the blood contract will have on me, it is definitely something that can put your mind at ease."

Seeing the man in front of him relax, Jiang Yu took a breath and continued to persuade him emotionally and logically: "Think about it, if that thing can relax you, it can naturally restrain me. Since it can restrain me, do you still need to be afraid that I will reveal your secrets?"

This time, not only did the person in front of him have a relaxed expression, but his body was almost moving.

However, it looked like he was trying to silence him.

Jiang Yu quickly continued his conversation: "Besides, even if I tell your secret, it will not benefit me. After all, I am your disciple. If you don't do well, how can I get any benefit? Master, there will be no eggs left unbroken when the nest is overturned!"

Jiang Yu was almost screaming out loud, for no other reason than that the cold sword was almost at his neck.

"Master," Jiang Yu swallowed his saliva lightly, feeling the cold breath on his neck, and raised his hands unconsciously, begging for mercy, "Master, please spare my life. I don't have any special reasons. I just really want to understand what kind of person you are."

As he spoke, Jiang Yu looked at the man in the moon-white gown in front of him with a particularly sincere look.

Feeling that sharp gaze sweeping towards him, Jiang Yu was frightened in his heart, but he still tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth and met the other person's gaze with a gentle look.

It seemed as if I was not afraid of him and I really regarded him as a master who would not harm me but would help me instead.

Jiang Yu cursed himself inwardly as he acted in such a flattering manner.

Is it worth it, you?

The few remaining secrets were exposed in front of this person, and the worst thing was that this person himself knew almost nothing about it.

I even made a blood contract with him, but I had no idea whether that thing would do any harm to me.

Jiang Yu felt bitter in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at the sword that was across his throat. He thought about just leaning forward and getting it all over with.

I don't know if it was because of the obedience he had learned over the years, but as soon as the thought came into his mind, his legs moved forward on their own accord, and his body moved forward subconsciously.

Oops!

Jiang Yu leaned back subconsciously, but still felt a cold and sharp pain in his neck.

It was as if he was cut, and a stinging sensation came. Jiang Yu's heart sank, and even his breathing became lighter. Or rather, he dared not breathe at all.

The coldness in front of him disappeared instantly, and Jiang Yu froze in place for a moment, not knowing whether to continue to step back or just stay there.

During this moment of distraction, the pain in my neck became more obvious.

Jiang Yu felt dizzy. He wondered if his life would end here...