Word reached Shen Tang that Youth Gu Ren had recovered his memories.
"Did the Underworld get kickbacks when purchasing the ingredients for Meng Po Soup?"
Youth Gu Ren asked, "Have I caused Lord Shen trouble?"
The memories he had recovered were not only from his previous life; they also included the years he had been trapped in the Investiture of the Gods. He knew, to some extent, that Shen Tang was no ordinary person. She had played a major role in his good fortune this time.
Shen Tang merely waved a hand.
"Let it be. If you've recovered them, you've recovered them."
Normally, the memory seal placed by the Investiture of the Gods would loosen once someone reached adulthood. But Youth Gu Ren was only thirteen at most.
He was still years away from adulthood.
"Besides, it's you who got your memories back, not anyone else."
Compared with the other True Spirits seized by the Investiture of the Gods, Gu Ren and the others were exceptionally trouble-free. Even during the years their True Spirits were held captive, they had only defended themselves passively instead of actively stirring up bloodshed. In that regard, they were a breath of fresh air compared with the likes of Zheng Qiao.
If it had been anyone else, Shen Tang would probably have intervened.
Youth Gu Ren ventured, "And if it had been someone else..."
"I'd make them drink another bowl of Meng Po Soup and rinse their brains clean."
If that didn't work, she would kill them and toss them into reincarnation to start over.
She hadn't let these True Spirits reincarnate so they could enjoy themselves.
Her original intention had been to wash away their many resentments through reincarnation and shape new values and personalities for them. It could also be seen as a