"Did I succeed?"
The first thing Mao Yong'an did after opening his eyes was speak weakly.
No one answered.
The next second, Mao Yong'an saw Lu Dongbin's pitch-black face.
The atmosphere instantly froze.
Clearly, Mao Yong'an had also remembered the last thing he had said before passing out.
"..."
"I said I had amnesia. Do you believe me?"
After pondering for two seconds, Mao Yong'an looked at Lu Dongbin with a guilty conscience and spoke.
But Lu Dongbin only answered with an even more radiant smile.
For some reason, once he learned that he had truly brought Strong Man back and that the path he had chosen had worked, the huge weight that had been pressing on his heart every moment these past days seemed to have lifted by more than half. He became a little more cheerful again.
So long as one gave it everything, the impossible could still become possible.
This... was hope.
A light in this darkness, guiding Mao Yong'an down his path so that he was no longer despairing or lost.
But what followed was panic.
When a person had no soul, they feared neither heaven nor earth. But now that his spirit had returned, looking at Lu Dongbin again made Mao Yong'an's scalp tingle.
"I heard that everyone who uses a sword is a brute?"
At last, Lu Dongbin looked at Mao Yong'an with a smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke slowly.
Mao Yong'an immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Not me, I didn't say it, how could I possibly have said that!"
"Right, has Brother Qi woken up? I'll go check on him!"
With that, Mao Yong'an abruptly sat up. Despite still being terribly weak, he bolted out at an exaggerated speed and vanished through the doorway.
Watching this, Lu Dongbin