Xiao Ruoching didn't know what expression she should wear.
Regarding Su Bei.
This Master, who had, in some sense, saved her twice.
She had already come to regard him as a part of her life.
As gentle as his actions were now, she was acutely aware that it was all a façade, a mask hiding behind that fierce face.
—This man was just saying, "With no woman in heart, the drawn sword is naturally divine"!
Perhaps her past self would have sneered at hearing this.
Her Master was so gentle. Although he had never done anything to her, she could still feel a faint sense of affinity from him.
But she would likely never forget the feeling of that sword piercing her chest, not in this lifetime.
So Xiao Ruoching firmly believed this might truly not be a joke.
Su Bei probably really did think that way!
She had also wondered if, without Su Bei, she might have already died back at the Xiao Family Courtyard.
Was it just a matter of dying sooner or later?
