"Who is peeping in the dark!" Xie Xuan's eyes were fixed and he looked in a direction to his side.

"it's me." In the dark, a figure came out slowly. He was dressed in black, holding a sword in his left hand. His face was a little more handsome than Xie Xuan's, but his expression was wooden, and his whole body was full of a sense of coldness.

this man is Xie Jian.

"Xie Jian, you came to visit late at night. I don't know what you want to do. Did you come to avenge your severed fingers?" Xie Xuan sneers. Although autumn water is not with him, he has...