The Soul Devouring Hall

On the other side, with servants leading the way, Qin Guan and the others soon arrived at a spacious, luxurious room.

Little Black Tower suddenly chuckled mischievously. "That old man knows how to make things convenient. He only got us one room."

"Rou'er, Youyou, Xiao Man!"

Qin Guan suddenly looked at Nan Rou and the other two, his voice trembling with barely suppressed emotion. He couldn't help moving closer.

"Stop!"

Bai You snapped, retreating at the same time as Nan Rou and Xiao Man. All three looked wary.

Only then did Qin Guan realize they didn't remember him at all. With a wry smile, he raised both hands to show he meant no harm.

"Sorry, I got too excited. Seeing you safe and sound made me forget myself for a moment..."

Nan Rou's expression softened slightly. "Young Master Qin, although you've helped us a great deal, please mind your manners."

They knew Qin Guan must have known them, but they didn't know who he really was. Until they recovered their memories, it was better to be cautious.

They had survived three years in the brutal Netherworld. Anyone who approached them might have ulterior motives, and trusting the wrong person could send them plunging into eternal damnation.

"Of course, of course. I got a little too excited and lost my composure!" Qin Guan quickly nodded.

Seeing how guarded the three women were around him, Qin Guan felt a pang in his heart. It was clear they had learned this caution through bitter hardship.

"By the way, you're still injured. I'll take you into the tower to heal!" Qin Guan said hurriedly.

"Into the tower?"

Bai You furrowed her brows.

Qin Guan nodded. "That's right. You used to cultivate there all the time. Once you're inside, your injuries will heal in no