All along, Eldest Senior Brother had been playing along with their act. From the very beginning, he had known everything they wanted to do.
And with one reunion after another, one farewell after another, if Ouyang had truly acknowledged each of them with his memories intact, it would probably only have added to their sorrow.
They had not wanted Eldest Senior Brother to remember, and he had gently pretended to have lost his memories.
Of course. As the will of life, how could he have fallen for their schemes so easily?
The schemes and arrangements they had considered foolproof had merely been Eldest Senior Brother willingly accompanying them in one last bout of fooling around!
Only at the very end, when Ouyang had lightly flicked her forehead and spoken that name she herself had almost forgotten.
Only then had Hu Tutu fully understood that all of this had actually just been Eldest Senior Brother playing along with their act!
Why hadn't I thought of it? How could Eldest Senior Brother have been so easily schemed against, unless he had been willing!
Why!
Why did you still have to be so gentle, even when you were finally reincarnating!
Why didn't you scold us?
Why didn't you beat those useless senior brothers?
Why didn't you give me a proper hug!
Hu Tutu did not understand, did not understand why Ouyang had only acknowledged her at the very end.
Nor did she understand why she had to have such a gentle Eldest Senior Brother!
From then on, the Ten Thousand Demon Nation Ruler, the Demon Race Empress hailed as the Eternal Emperor, vanished into the long river of history.
All that remained was Hu Tutu, who was still a demon cultivator.
Holding that blue-green Recording Stone in her hands as though it were