Xia Tian muttered under his breath. "I'm sorry, Little Jing. It was all my fault."
But the two elven women had keen hearing, they could hear Xia Tian's guilt ridden muttering. Fan Quexian then asked him with a serious expression. "Are you perhaps Immortal Long Tian's reincarnation, Young Master Xia?"
Fan Quexin guessed that way for various reasons, firstly because Xia Tian knew about the tune of the song, secondly because he seemed to know Fan Jing and Fan Ying well, thirdly because he looked so depressed after learning about Fan Jing's condition.
Xia Tian took a deep breath and looked at her seriously, before he finally nodded, and answered her. "I am indeed Long Tian's reincarnation, but I did not expect that I have been dead for a hundred years, because for me, my death was only about a week ago."
