When they first met, Qingyi was still Qingyi, holding the stream in his hands and smiling and asking him
Who are you? You look a bit weird. Are you here to steal money?
Then he took out his purse seriously, still with a warm look on his face, I only have so much, just take it and use it.
When they met again, Qing Yi was wearing a phoenix robe and looked down at him from a high position.
Who are you? You look a little weird. Could you be here to commit murder?
Then he walked to his sword step by step, his expression cold and indifferent, I only have this life left, you can take it.