Hey, you are reborn too?

"Um," Xie Yongwei swallowed and leaned forward to see the sword more clearly, "Is this the Dragon Roar Sword?"

Jiang Mian followed Xie Yongwei's gaze, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to block the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, he put his hand down again and raised the sword on his own initiative.

"Awei," Jiang Mian said with a smile on his lips, and took the initiative to place the sword that looked like the Dragon Roar Sword on their small table. "You mean the 'Dragon Roar Sword' that I wear on my waist?"

"Yes." Seeing Jiang Mian taking the initiative to show it, Xie Yongwei no longer concealed it and leaned over to take a closer look.

There are two lifelike golden dragons carved on the hilt, and the scabbard is decorated with intricate and exquisite patterns, and it is obvious at a glance that this sword must be an extraordinary product.

The more Xie Yongwei looked at it, the more she felt that it was very similar to the legendary Dragon Roar Sword. To confirm whether it was the Dragon Roar Sword, she only needed to pull it out and look at the blade.

"Awei," Jiang Mian chuckled, as if he knew Xie Yongwei's doubts. He held the scabbard with one hand and pressed the hilt with the other, "Do you want to see what this sword looks like?"

"I do." Xie Yongwei looked into his eyes. Although her voice was not loud, it was firm.

Just looking at the two golden dragons on the hilt, this sword is very similar to the Dragon Roar Sword.

However, if the Dragon Roar Sword is here, then its owner, Venerable Dragon Roar, could it be...

Xie Yongwei subconsciously looked at Jiang Mian. She held her breath subconsciously, with a look of surprise and doubt on her face.

A ridiculous idea suddenly occurred to her mind.

The famous Longyin Master in the martial arts world, could he be the seventh prince of Dayuan, Jiang Mian?

No, it’s not certain yet. Let’s wait until she checks the sword.

"Want to see the blade?" Jiang Mian said slowly, but put the sword down in his hand. "Why do you want to see the blade? Awei, do you want to confirm something?"

Her little thoughts were seen through by the young man in front of her, but Xie Yongwei slowly relaxed her hunched shoulders and only calmness remained on her face.

Since the other party has seen through everything, I might as well stop lying. Anyway, I didn't want to hide it from Jiang Mian.

"I think your sword," Xie Yongwei raised her head and looked at Jiang Mian calmly, clenching her fists, "looks very similar to the famous Dragon Roar Sword of the Dragon Roar Master. So, I want to confirm whether this is the Dragon Roar Sword."

Jiang Mian raised the corner of his mouth, put his elbows on the table, supported his head with them, and his posture was relaxed, not showing any embarrassment of having his identity exposed.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Jiang Mian nodded gently, as if thinking about something. He spread his hands and smiled casually, "Actually, Awei, I'll tell you the truth. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me."

Xie Yongwei's eyes widened slightly and she leaned forward unconsciously, waiting for Jiang Mian to continue.

"Everyone knows that Lord Longyin is one of the best in the martial arts world, and I naturally have great respect for him," Jiang Mian paused for a moment, looked at Xie Yongwei's expression, and continued, "So, I specially ordered someone to forge a sword that is exactly the same as the Longyin Sword."

Jiang Mian leaned forward slightly, his eyes seemed to only accommodate Xie Yongwei: "What I mean, Awei, do you understand?"

Xie Yongwei nodded slightly, suddenly realizing that this sword looked no different from the Longyin Sword. She thought it was the real Longyin Sword, but it turned out to be just a counterfeit.

"I see," Xie Yongwei slowly straightened up and gave a fair comment, "It's a very good imitation. It looks exactly like the Dragon Roar Sword."

Jiang Mian chuckled, but a hint of cruelty flashed across his eyes as he looked at Long Yin Jian.

"Ah Wei," Jiang Mian raised his eyes and looked at Xie Yongwei, gently stroking the scabbard with his hand, "This fake Dragon Roar Sword, it won't fool you, right?"

Xie Yongwei was stunned for a moment, but nodded honestly. She had indeed mistaken it for the Real Dragon's Roar Sword.

"Haha, Avi, you actually admitted it honestly. You're so cute like this."

Xie Yongwei felt her forehead being poked, and the boy's clear voice rang in her ears, with a hint of smile, which was particularly seductive. Xie Yongwei's ears turned pink instantly.

"Hey," Jiang Mian's voice sounded again, "Awei, why are your ears red?"

Xie Yongwei's face also began to turn red. She lowered her head silently and no longer looked at Jiang Mian.

"Okay, Avi, I won't tease you anymore. Look up and look at me."

Xie Yongwei swallowed lightly and slowly raised her eyes to look at Jiang Mian.

Under the dim light, the boy's skin looked slightly pale.

Xie Yongwei suddenly frowned and her nose twitched.

She smelled a bloody smell, and this bloody smell came from the person in front of her!

Xie Yongwei's heart tightened, but she didn't show it on the surface.

Her eyes wandered over Jiang Mian. At this moment, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but sigh that Jiang Mian was really smart.

The maple-red robe blended perfectly with the bloodstains. At least under the light, it looked no different from an ordinary red robe.

Xie Yongwei was too lazy to make excuses for the young man in front of her. After all, the violent and bloodthirsty character of the Seventh Prince was well known in the capital. It didn't seem strange to accidentally kill a few people and get some blood on his robe.

"Today," Xie Yongwei picked up the tea on the table, not caring whether there was foam on it or not. She was really thirsty after talking with Jiang Mian for so long. After swallowing the tea, she continued her conversation, "It seems that you have killed a lot of people. The blood smell on your robe is a bit strong."

"Really?" Jiang Mian's voice was like a sigh. He leaned close to Xie Yongwei's ear, his voice a little hoarse, "Awei, you know everything, why aren't you afraid?"

Looking at Xie Yongwei's gently fluttering eyelashes, Jiang Mian felt uncomfortable and annoyed for some reason, and what was in his mind came out unconsciously.

"Awei, my reputation outside is very bad. People nicknamed me 'Cold-Faced Shura'. They say that I am cruel and bloodthirsty, and that no one around me will have a good ending. I'm sure you have heard these rumors. So, aren't you afraid of me?"

Xie Yongwei's heart felt like it was being kneaded by a big hand, and suddenly it felt sore.

She swallowed gently, trying to hide her emotions, but her body's reaction was honest, her nose felt sore, and her eyes began to blur.

I'm afraid of you, but what am I afraid of?

In my previous life, my father and brother were innocently sentenced to death by Jiang Yu, and I and my newborn child were also brutally killed by him.

My soul floats above Fengyi Palace, feeling unwilling but powerless.

It was you who killed Jiang Yu for me with your own hands, and it was you who wanted to save me and bring me back to this world.

Reborn in this life, you pulled me up from the cliff in Anguo Temple. When I was pushed into the cold lake, you risked your life to save me. When I was stabbed on a snowy night, you saved me from trouble again.

How can I be afraid of you like this?

"I'm not afraid," Xie Yongwei raised her head, her eyes were filled with mist, and her words were nasal. She shook her head gently, "Brother Mian, I'm not afraid of you like this."

After saying this, the tears in her eyes seemed to be unable to be held back any longer and flowed freely down her face.

One hand gently held her back.

Xie Yongwei fell into an embrace filled with the smell of blood and medicine.