Chen Yan repeated tirelessly: "You are the person I am looking for."

The boy's heart pounded upon hearing this, but he maintained a cold and arrogant expression on the surface. He replied calmly, "Oh."

"If you can fuse the fragments of your soul, perhaps you can remember more things." Chen Yan looked at him and persuaded him softly.

Only after all the soul fragments are fused together can Feng Xingyao be truly resurrected.

She came to the Land of the Fallen God to collect his soul fragments, but her main purpose was to resurrect Feng Xingyao.

The young man wasn't stupid. He said coldly, "If I merge these soul fragments, will I still be myself? How would I know if you're not letting someone take over my body?"

Chen Yan: “…”

Seeing that Chen Yan's expression was not right, the boy's tone was obviously weaker, "I don't know what kind of person you are."

Chen Yan had a headache. She now felt that this young version of Feng Xingyao was even more difficult to deal with than the 'first version of Feng Xingyao'.

In comparison, the 'first version of Feng Xingyao' is really gentle and touching.

Chen Yan said: "You are still you, but you have a few more memories. Moreover, your overall strength will also be improved."

The young man lowered his eyes when he heard this.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, his voice extremely cold.

"Stay with me for a while. I want to get to know you better."

Chen Yan: "...What if I'm a bad person?"

The young man stared at her and said, "Let's forget about the fusion with the soul fragments."

Chen Yan smiled: "..." What should I do if I want to beat him?