Memory pierced her mind like a steel needle. She felt as if she were walking slowly through the darkness with a torch in hand. With every step she took, the light expanded by several feet. Suddenly, the unfamiliar surroundings nearby became familiar, yet the fog did not vanish completely. It still lingered a few steps away...
"I recognize this place." She spoke with bewilderment filling her eyes. Only when they shifted slightly did a trace of vigilance appear.
"You've been here before. You stood guard without moving for several days and nights. Do you remember?"
She didn't remember this woman who was speaking, nor did she like her, but she simply couldn't shake her off and often needed to ask for her help. "You said... your name is Shangguan Ru?"
"Mm. You used to call me Tenth Young Master."
"You're a woman. How could you be a 'young master'?" Her question was as flat as her gaze. After saying it, she seemed to forget it herself. "Six Kill Hall. I copied Wu Dao Shu here."
She casually recounted scenes from the past, as if she had never lost the related memories. Han Fen clapped her hands and laughed. "That's right, that's right. This is the place."
"Who are you? Why are you grinning like that?" Her tone was severe, but not the slightest trace of vigilance showed in it.
Han Fen sighed in disappointment, put away her smile, and looked helplessly at Shangguan Ru. "You remembered me just a moment ago..."
"Who am I?" she asked. The fire of memory in her mind could illuminate only a small area around her. Looking back, the places she had passed through remained shrouded in darkness.
"Your name is He Nu." Shangguan Ru had long forgotten how many times she had given the