C354 Sword

"You don't have to hold back, Ye Xiao. You might not be able to kill me either!"

As they spoke, this swordsman called Fan Chunguang bowed deeply towards his mother.

Here, I want to use the swordsman as a name for the person standing in front of my mother. Because at this moment, I didn't see any trace of killing intent in his eyes. Instead, it was a kind of gentleness, a kind of calmness