My Blade Can Kill; Your Blade Can Only Cut Fruit (1)

Lu Qianshang's expression changed. He stared at the handsome young man in front of him in horror, and his breathing suddenly quickened. 

"Who are you.? How do you know this name?" 

Lu Qianshang's voice trembled slightly. He was no longer as calm and indifferent as before. Instead, his face was filled with surprise and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes. 

It was as if this name alone was enough to make him recall something extremely terrifying, and he was unable to calm down. 

"Who am I?" Jiang Ming smiled calmly and said, "I'm a nobody from the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest. I'm not someone worth mentioning!" 

Even though he had already guessed it, Lu Qianshang could not help but take a deep breath when he heard the answer from the young man's mouth. He stepped back in fear.