Reading Emily's Memories

Snowflakes whirled through the air, ice sealed ten thousand miles, and this unchanging Snow World welcomed a special guest.

Goblin Baron, the chief shopkeeper controlling the Three Carriages of Hippo Ancient City.

Yet now, this renowned figure of Hippo Ancient City was hobbling through the snow under Emily's coercion.

One of his legs was lame—Emily's handiwork.

Along the way, Li Ziran had already witnessed Emily's methods. Whipping was the simplest and lowest-grade tactic, but it was particularly effective against Goblins.

Whenever the whip cracked, the Goblin would always shudder instinctively.

Yet Li Ziran had never spared this Goblin more than a glance. Most of his attention was on Emily.

She was prey, a window through which he could see through Bowente. He wanted to steal her memories without alarming Bowente.

Emily glared viciously at the Goblin, like a slave master watching over her slave. Yet when she turned toward Li Ziran, the harshness on her face was instantly replaced by a spring-breeze smile.

Her reverence for Li Ziran was certainly not an act. Yet before long, that admiring gaze shifted toward the very center of Snow World.

Li Ziran, a body like a small mountain.

Her eyes shone like gold, and she clicked her tongue in wonder. "Li, is that the prototype of the Destroyer? That's incredible! Heavens, that bald exterior is so charming! I can't believe I'm seeing the most primitive Destroyer."

Looking at this starstruck, adolescent girl, Li Ziran blinked in confusion.

She did not resemble a creature that had come from the future at all.

Could she not know that this was him? Did she not know that this miserable state had been caused by a spatial storm?

He watched Emily suspiciously. If she had truly descended from the future, then she should have known the history