"Don't you remember me?" The man's deep voice rang out, his gaze towards Wan Ge filled with a variety of emotions.
"Huh? What are you talking about, brother?" Wan Ge asked, looking puzzled.
Upon hearing this, the man closed his eyes, pressed his brows together, and finally, through a soul-tracking technique, confirmed one thing: the girl in front of him had lost her memory, especially the part about what she did to the tower.
Very good!
“I said, we’ve known each other before, and you are my future wife,” the man continued, his voice now much gentler.
"No, I am the wife of the Imperial Advisor. I have already promised that I will marry him when I grow up."
"What did you say!" Upon hearing this, the man stepped forward and grabbed his wrist.
Wan Ge tried desperately to pull her hand back, but it was no use.
"What are you trying to do!" Wange's eyes immediately reddened.
The person in front of him seemed to be frightened by him and immediately became flustered: "Wange, don't cry, don't cry."
She quickly wiped away the girl's tears, then turned and ran away, saying, "I hate you."
When Wan Ge said those words, the man's body stiffened instantly, and his face darkened.
He also wanted to step forward and grab Wan Ge again, but a sword fell in front of him.
Sang Yan appeared between them, and the man glanced at her: "How did you get here so fast!"
How could he appear so quickly? Even if he had contacted Wan Ge and Wan Ge sensed something, it shouldn't have happened this fast! And he couldn't sense any power from Wan Ge; was he already stronger than him? Impossible!
"You should ask the King of Hell about that," Sang Yan said, then picked up her sword and attacked him again.
After several rounds, the man realized that he was outmatched and that if he tried to fight him head-on, he would only be the one to suffer.
"I won't give up like this." After saying that, he disappeared instantly.
Sang Yan wanted to check his aura again, but he seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving no trace.
How could this be? His strength is clearly no greater than mine, so how could he run so fast without leaving a trace?
More importantly! Sang Yan thought of the face he had just seen; the other person's face was the face he had when he was Sang Yan.
What is he trying to do? Is he planning to take advantage of Wan Ge's amnesia again to substitute one thing for another?
Damn it! For the first time, Sang Yan hated her face as Sang Yan so much.
"Brother." Wan Ge hugged the person in front of her tightly, her eyes still red and tears still falling one by one.
Sang Yan picked him up with a pained expression: "It's alright, your brother is here."
Sang Yan immediately removed all the barriers around her, because she hadn't noticed the other party breaking into the barrier at all, so what use was such a barrier?
Who exactly is he?
Based on his memories over the years, he even had some understanding of the ancient war god, so why did he have no impression of this person? He was so special that he shouldn't know nothing about him.
Wange stayed obediently in his arms and whispered, "That brother... is so fierce! I don't like him, I hate him."
Sang Yan patted her head: "He's a bad person, it's normal that you don't like him. Remember, never like him."
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