The young master in crimson robes and a jade crown, with eyes like dots of lacquer, stared at Mo Hua with shining eyes. His face was full of delight and expectation as he called Mo Hua "Senior Martial Brother."
Mo Hua stiffened slightly.
His Sea of Consciousness began racing at full speed. His Divine Thought flew like a shuttle, and he even used both Heavenly Calculation and Heavenly Ghost Calculation, hoping to trace back through the past and recall the youth's identity from scattered clues.
Unfortunately, he could not remember.
The youth clearly realized something as well. The smile on his face faded a little.
"Senior Martial Brother, you... don't recognize me anymore?"
"I..."
Mo Hua had just been about to kindly "deceive" him.
He could deceive others without even blinking, but if it was his own junior martial brother he was deceiving, his conscience would still hurt. He would still feel guilty.
Just as the atmosphere reached an impasse, a voice suddenly asked, "Young Master Chen, who is this young master?"
Mo Hua followed the voice and saw a clan elder with a mustache shaped like the character eight, sharp and shrewd eyes, and black robes, slowly walking over.
The jade-crowned youth glanced at Mo Hua and hesitated before saying, "He is... my senior martial brother..."
He should be...
The Black-Robed Elder looked sharply at Mo Hua and studied him for a moment before suddenly realizing.
"Could you be... Void Gate's outstanding disciple, the one who shone brilliantly at the Sword Discussion Assembly... Young Master Mo Huamo?"
Mo Hua cupped his hands. "I do not deserve such praise."
The Black-Robed Elder put on a smiling face and praised him. "You truly are a talent of remarkable appearance. Our Young Master Chen often mentions you, Young Master Mo. His words