Amnesia

"What? That dead monkey finally woke up?" Upon hearing that Little Golden Monkey had awakened, Bald Bird was the most astonished. He immediately swept his gaze around, as though trying to locate Little Golden Monkey.

Chen Fan was slightly taken aback as well, and he too looked around.

Yet neither of them found any trace of Little Golden Monkey, nor could they sense even a wisp of its aura. At this moment, the expressions of Qin Xian'er and the others began to turn strange; each seemed to want to speak, yet hesitated.

Chen Fan took in their expressions and realized something was wrong. He asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Qin Xian'er shook her head slightly and said softly, "A few days ago, it suddenly woke up, but it had become somewhat unfamiliar. It seemed not to recognize any of us. After asking only, 'Who are you?' it turned into a golden streak and flew away. Even now, we don't know where it is."

"It doesn't recognize you?" Chen Fan's brows immediately furrowed. Little Golden Monkey had spent time with Qin Xian'er and the others. It was impossible for it to forget them merely after sleeping for some time. Something must have gone wrong.

"Could that dead monkey have slept its brain rotten? It actually forgot even you?" Bald Bird was dumbfounded as well.

Old Yellow Tooth was utterly baffled. He had never seen Little Golden Monkey and naturally had no idea who the monkey they were talking about was. He could not help asking, "Who's going to tell this old man who this monkey is?"

"Old Yellow Tooth, your information network is lacking. When we fought that great battle before, there was a golden monkey among us. Under this old man's guidance, it fought valiantly and slew several