After a brief stunned pause, Youwo asked, "Why does Xianchan have the surname Zai Jiu now?"
Yu Xunge sneered. "I knew you Fragrant Branches loved lying. You even said I was one of the few players she mentioned. Look, you know Zai Jiu Xianchan too."
Youwo cleared her throat and said with perfect confidence, "One of the few, not the only one."
Yu Xunge could not be bothered to argue. She summed it up. "So there's something wrong with this painting. It might also be the key to how she deceives and controls your memories. Do you want to try destroying this painting in your memory?"
Youwo did not refuse. Compared with learning the truth, what was wrong with destroying a false painting in her memory?
Black quicksand wound through the air and covered the painting in Qihua's hands.
At that very moment, Qihua suddenly stopped painting, raised her eyes to Zai Jiu Xunge, then turned to Youwo. "Are you sure?"
Youwo's eyes widened slightly. Then the scene changed, and they left the divine classroom and returned to Midsummer.
Yu Xunge asked, "What happened? Did something go wrong, or did you suddenly change your mind?"
Youwo explained, "Qihua left a little Soul Fire in that stretch of time. If I destroy that painting, I'll destroy the memories related to Godly Instruction. Not just joint training, but everyone playing around together during our breaks, and the final competition too."
Yu Xunge and Tulan stared at Youwo for several seconds, until she guiltily turned her head to avoid their gazes.
Tulan sighed. "It's just a little stretch of memory. Besides, you weren't even assigned to the same teacher, so there can't be that many memories of her. Compared with those, finding the truth is more important, isn't it?"
Youwo pressed her lips