It has met me before? Yang Ye walked over to the sword, “Look carefully.”

The sword fell silent.

A long time passed before the sword spoke once more, “I see!”

Yang Ye asked, “What?”

The sword trembled and said, “Do you know who you are?”

“Who I am?” Yang Ye chuckled, “I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say. You say that you know me, and as far as I’m concerned, you should disdain to lie to me or play tricks like this. So, ...