"Ah!" Du Yu exclaimed. "Sister Meng, I came to ask you about Lady Houtu."
"Huh?" Meng Po jumped in surprise. "How did you know I meant Houtu? Hardly anyone knows about this."
"Don't worry about that!" Du Yu said. "I'm embarrassed to admit it, since I shouldn't have needed to trouble you over this, but I really want to know who's trying to kill me. To figure out who those people are, I first need to know what happened between Xingtian and me. To find out what happened between Xingtian and me, I need Lady Houtu's help. But before I can ask Lady Houtu for help, I need to recover those elusive memories of hers. And to recover those elusive memories, I can only come to you... Sister Meng, do you understand?"
Although Du Yu had explained it very clearly, Meng Po, who was hearing about this for the first time, was still lost in a fog.
"Of course I don't..." Meng Po looked at Du Yu in confusion. "You came all the way to me to figure out who wants to kill you? If you have that much time, why not just start by investigating the killer's identity?"
"Because the circumstances are unusual!" Du Yu said. "Ah, how do I put this? The killer isn't a killer from the present, but from the future... They haven't killed me yet. No, no, that's not right, since they've already made their move... Anyway, they haven't killed me in this world... Do you understand?"
Meng Po scratched her forehead, looking utterly bewildered.
Weaver Girl nodded beside them. Du Yu had indeed explained it very clearly, but to an ordinary person, something like this was simply beyond belief.
"How about..." Meng Po began. "You just tell me how you want me to help."