Upon hearing that he hadn't harmed innocent people, and that those people were a group of assassins whose sole purpose was to kill, Feng Guang finally felt a little relieved. After all, it was those people who had evil intentions first, which led to his death.

However, Nan Ke's meaning was also very clear: the group of assassins were there to kill him, and he did not deny her question.

"Why did they want to kill you?" Feng Guang couldn't help but ask again. This guy might have a quirky personality, but he didn't seem like a bad person. Besides, his demeanor didn't seem like that of a bad person.

Seeing that she had rested well, Nan Ke turned around and continued walking forward, "because someone wants my life."

"Who wants to kill you?" Feng Guang was still being led by a rope, so she could only follow behind him.

Professional hitmen like this usually work on orders. They wouldn't kill a stranger for no reason. They would only act if the buyer gave them the name of the person to be eliminated.

However, when asked who wanted to kill him, he replied, "I don't know."

"No way..." Feng Guang expressed doubt, "Don't you even know you have any enemies?"

"I have lost my memory from a month ago."

She was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "You have amnesia!?"

"Hmm," he responded, but didn't show much emotion about his amnesia.

Feng Guang murmured again, "How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly lose their memory? Could it be... that you suffered a head injury?"

"I have no injuries."

He immediately dismissed her guess. Once Feng Guang's curiosity was piqued, it was hard to extinguish. She then racked her brains and said, "Could it be that you had a serious illness before, and the fever damaged your brain?"

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Only the possibility of his brain being fried could explain why he took her casual remark about being treated like a slave seriously.

Nan Ke calmly said, "I won't get sick."

"As long as you are a mortal, you will get sick." Although Feng Guang had been a deity for several years, she had not forgotten the common sense of the mortal world.

He raised the corner of his eye slightly and said with a smile, "Then I must have had a serious illness."

"Hmm..." Feng Guang accepted this explanation, and it was only then that she realized she had been following him for quite some time. "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Back to Anyun Village."

"Anyun Village, where is that?"

"Where I live now."

Feng Guang felt a pang of panic. "We've been walking in the woods for so long. Are you sure we should keep going? What villages might we encounter?"

She was certain that this man had damaged his brain due to a fever, and now she was afraid that he might act erratically and take her to the wilderness. If something happened then, she, who had lost all her magical powers, would definitely not be able to escape!

“Anyun Village is just ahead.” Nan Ke found that he could no longer pull the rope in his hand. He turned around and saw Feng Guang hugging a bamboo, exuding an aura of resistance.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"I... my legs hurt," she blurted out, "I can't walk anymore!"

She knows her acting skills aren't very good, and her acting isn't very successful, but she doesn't have time to improve her acting skills right now. In short, she's holding onto the bamboo tightly, and her attitude is that she'll never let go.