"Junior Sister Shan!" Sikong Jiandao was unwilling to accept this, but he did not dare to anger Xiang Qingcheng either. Especially seeing that Xiang Qingcheng was clearly in poor condition, he could only glare resentfully at Lu Xiaotian before stepping aside.
"Perhaps she just happens to resemble an old friend of yours."
Seeing Xiang Qingcheng's pain-pallid face, Lu Xiaotian's heart clenched. Everyone who had once left the Human Realm Sect with him and arrived in this world had lost their memories. If not for people like the Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast and Du Fenghu, who had retained theirs, he would have been unbearably lonely in this world.
As for the threats from Sikong Jiandao and Nan Xuanyu, Lu Xiaotian naturally did not take them to heart. He had come from hundreds of thousands of miles away precisely to see Xiang Qingcheng. There was no way he would retreat in the face of a few words from Sikong Jiandao and Nan Xuanyu.
"Is that so? You really don't know me?" Xiang Qingcheng looked at Lu Xiaotian in bewilderment, a trace of disappointment flashing across her face.
She desperately tried to recall the blank stretch of memories from her past, but the harder she tried, the more her head hurt, as if it were about to split apart. It was completely useless. Yet when she looked at the slightly gaunt figure before her, it seemed to be reflected in her heart, overlapping with that faint, indistinct shadow deep within her soul.
Seeing Xiang Qingcheng like this, even if Sikong Jiandao and Nan Xuanyu wanted to attack Lu Xiaotian, they had to consider whether Xiang Qingcheng would agree.
"I don't know you. It's just a coincidence—you resemble an old friend of mine." Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly.
"What was your old friend's name?" Xiang