"This is impossible. How could I have never heard of you after being in Branch No. 9 for so long?"
Song Yitong was the only one from Branch No. 9. Hearing this, she was even more shocked, because she had no impression whatsoever of the woman before her.
Director Wang raised an eyebrow slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery as she turned her gaze toward Ji Li and said softly:
"Dean Ji should know this well. He has come to Tiannan Academy several times."
For some reason, things had developed to this point, yet everyone no longer seemed quite so anxious.
Ji Li was the same. Leaning on his cane, he said calmly:
"Everyone who dies in Tiannan Academy of Drama is forgotten. Every trace of their existence is erased."
Mo Lan tilted his head and scrutinized Director Wang with a puzzled expression before asking in a low voice:
"But no matter how I look at you, you don't seem like a dead person..."
Without hesitation, Director Wang rolled up her sleeve to her elbow and revealed an electronic watch on her wrist. After confirming the time, she said:
"Originally, I was supposed to tell you this on the Seventeenth Floor. But since Dean Ji has accelerated the pace, I'll be direct.
Strictly speaking, I'm already half-detached from Tianhai Hotel.
Because I have almost completely forgotten my experiences in the hotel. Now, I mostly serve as 'Director Wang.' I can't even remember my real name.
All I know now is where I came from and where I need to return. That is my only obsession."
Her identity had eroded...
Song Yitong and Mo Lan were both alarmed by the answer and immediately applied the situation to themselves.
They were all veterans. Many things became clear with only the