Light (Continued)

I remembered!

I remembered everything!

Tears instantly welled up in Yao Chen's eyes.

Han Shanshan stood with her hands somewhat helplessly before her, gazing at Yao Chen with the same deep affection in her eyes.

"Yao Chen..."

"Teacher..."

What the hell?!

Hearing Yao Chen call her Teacher, Xiao Yan, standing nearby, was instantly shocked.

What was going on?

His teacher's teacher?

Xiao Yan looked at Han Shanshan as well. Was this his martial grandteacher?

"Looks like Teacher remembered too," Han Feng said with a smile.

Han Shanshan flew out of Han Feng's hand and came before Yao Chen.

"Yao Chen, you've grown taller."

Yao Chen bit his lip tightly, his voice choked with sobs.

Whenever he recalled how Han Shanshan had used a secret technique at the cost of her life to save him, tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.

This grand alchemy master, renowned for a century, now burst into tears like a child.

"Teacher!"

"All right, all right. You're such a grown man, yet you're crying like this in front of your disciples. What kind of sight is that?"

Han Shanshan scolded him, though she was deeply moved as well.

The emotions Yao Chen had suppressed for a hundred years surged forth freely. How could they be so easily stopped?

With no other choice, Han Shanshan took Yao Chen into the Bamboo House and began comforting him in private.

"I never thought Teacher had such a side to him?"

Xiao Yan watched everything unfold, filled with emotion.

"Martial Grandteacher sacrificed her life to save Teacher back then. And because of the secret technique's effects, everyone forgot her. That's why Teacher only remembered everything about Martial Grandteacher today," Han Feng explained. "He got emotional and couldn't hold himself back. It's understandable."

Xiao Yan fell silent for a long while