"You know me?" Chen Muye's brows rose slightly.
"Among the Night Watchmen, how many people don't know Chen Muye?" Han Shaoyun said with a smile. "Ten years ago, the two prodigies of Shangjing City, Black and White Wuchang—who hadn't heard of them?"
"I thought that after all these years, not many people would still recognize me."
"Mm... among the younger generation, there really aren't many who know you. But I joined the Night Watchmen relatively early, so I'd heard your name before." Han Shaoyun studied Chen Muye in surprise, a trace of confusion appearing in his eyes.
"Ten years ago, Black Wuchang Chen Muye suddenly vanished from Shangjing City without a trace. Some said you were dead; others said you'd made a mistake and had been thrown into the Abstinence Hall by the Commander-in-Chief... I never expected you to come to this tiny Cangnan City and become a captain.
Why?"
"Because I wanted to."
"..." Han Shaoyun frowned again.
"No... I remember that before you disappeared, you were already at the 'River' Realm. Ten years have passed now, and that White Wuchang has already become the captain of the Night Watchmen team stationed in Shangjing City. Why are you still stuck at the 'River' Realm?"
Chen Muye fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "That isn't important."
Stepping on the waters of the Nether River, he walked toward Han Shaoyun step by step. The twin blades in his hands hummed softly, like a pair of soul-hooking iron chains that chilled the heart.
Han Shaoyun froze briefly, then smiled. "That's true. To me, whether I know any of this is no longer important..."
He swung the halberd in his hand. Wild winds mixed with snowflakes tore open a corner of the Forbidden Zone that resembled the underworld. He lowered