Fan Xian furrowed his brows. He looked at the person in the shadow. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Why are you so happy? Although we rarely see each other, I'm not used to it."
The knife-wielding man in the shadow bent his body forward slightly. He said with a smile, "I have always been a frivolous person. I hope you will forgive me."
"Frivolous?" Fan Xian frowned. "No wonder you caused such a big mess back then when all you wanted to do was have fun. The Palace has singled you out to get rid of."
The knife-wielding man's face started and he said solemnly, "It's all thanks to the Minister that I am able to live."
Fan Xian didn't say anything more. He was thinking about another matter, another person.