"Chen Family?"
"Which Chen Family?"
"There's no Chen Family here."
When Chen Changan and Da Huang returned to the Chen Family, they found that the Chen Family from their memories had long since ceased to exist.
They asked some passersby, but learned there was no Chen Family here at all.
"I'm telling you, you haven't really gone senile, have you?"
"Is this the price of never aging?"
"But your master has found you so many good things over the years. That doesn't make sense."
"Could it be you've eaten so much that you've ruined your brain?" Da Huang asked in alarm.
"I'm sure I remember right. How can there be no Chen Family?"
"You must mean the Chen Family from over two hundred years ago."
"Not many people know about them now. More than two hundred years ago, the Chen Family met with disaster, and blood ran like a river."
"After that, the Chen Family vanished without a trace. Maybe they were all killed, or maybe they fled to escape the disaster."
"I only heard about them from my elders."
Chen Changan glanced at the old man not far away and hurriedly asked, "Who did the Chen Family offend?"
"Do you know where they are now?"
"I wouldn't know. It's been so many years. How would I know where they went?"
"You look young, not even twenty yet, right?"
"How do you know about the Chen Family?"
Chen Changan merely smiled and shook his head. He couldn't help feeling disappointed and sad.
A few hundred years were more than enough for a great many changes to take place.
Seeing Chen Changan's downcast expression, Da Huang asked, "How about I take you to look for the Chen Family?"
"Forget it. So many years have passed. We don't even know whether the