Fortunately, fortunately, his memories had come back quickly enough.
If he had really kicked that woman into the pool, she would have skinned him alive.
But was she really his little woman?
Although she looked almost the same and had a similar temperament, he still had to get this matter straight.
He did not want to mistake someone else for her.
"Damn it, forget it. I have to go find her quickly."
Zhong Lihan sprang to his feet, hurriedly put on his short boots, and left the bamboo house.
If she really was the one, he had to hurry and coax her back.
"Damn it, of all the times to remember, why did it have to be after he'd bullied her?"
Wasn't this basically creating an opportunity for that sinister bastard?
"Hmph, this time I have my own body. I absolutely won't let you have her again!"
Hide her!
He had to hide her quickly!
Zhong Lihan hurried toward Su Qiao's bamboo house, having even forgotten to use magic.
His mind was entirely occupied with hiding Su Qiao somewhere no one could find once he confirmed that she was his little woman.
Unfortunately, he had come up empty-handed.
Su Qiao had received the Sound Transmission Talisman sent by the Sect Master, her father, and gone to the main hall on Qingtian Sect's main peak—the same place where the disciples had been accepted last time.
As she stood on her Flying Sword, leisurely admiring the scenery of Qingtian Sect's various peaks, a neat and respectful chorus rang out from the main hall.
"Welcome, Venerable, out of seclusion!"
"Welcome, Grand Martial Uncle, out of seclusion!"
The peak masters of Qingtian Sect, several elders, and nearly all the Inner Disciples had gathered in the enormous main hall.
This was because Venerable Baili, who