Why should she delay other people's lives any longer?
Ji Wutang sighed softly.
"Little brother, if you don't wake up soon, I can't hold on any longer..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man lying on the rock slowly opened his eyes.
Ji Wuye has been pretending to be unconscious ever since he woke up that day.
His memory was now blank, and the woman in front of him felt completely unfamiliar.
But she called him her younger brother.
She often talked to him during this time, and through this, he pieced together some information.
But none of this was enough to fill the emptiness in his heart.
He always felt that things shouldn't just be like this.
Under Ji Wutang's surprised and excited gaze, Ji Wuye sat up.
He touched his waist as if by reflex, but it was empty.
Ji Wuye lowered his eyes. Had he lost something?
Seeing Ji Wuye's actions, Ji Wutang's eyes darkened slightly, but then returned to normal.
The woman immediately stepped forward and gave Ji Wuye a hug.
"Little brother, little brother, you're finally awake!"
She used a secret technique to forcibly pull her younger brother back.
Not only was she injured, but her younger brother was also injured on the way back to the Water Kirin clan's territory.
She knew this was the perfect opportunity to sever all ties between him and the past, so she sealed his memories away.
That's why the younger brother's injury healed exceptionally slowly.
But she had no other choice; only in this way could she keep the person.
Ji Wutang remembered the token on Ji Wuye's waist when he returned.
Although she had never been to the mainland, she knew that it was the disciple token of the Cangmiao Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world.
Ji Wutang was unsure whether Ji Wuye would stay because of past grudges, and she couldn't afford to gamble, so she resorted to this desperate measure.
Ji Wuye looked at Ji Wutang with a distant gaze.
Why am I here?
He had already observed the surroundings; was she really his sister?
Are we just going to lock him up here?
Ji Wuye harbored doubts and walked towards the iron gate as he spoke.
Ji Wutang was right behind him.
“Brother, your sister had no choice. You were originally the young prince of our Water Kirin clan, but after Mother died, Father’s concubine took your place…”
After Ji Wutang finished speaking, Ji Wuye only frowned slightly.
The other person's words didn't stir any emotion in him, which was strange.
"Then, what do you suggest we do?"
Ji Wuye leaned against the iron gate, his arms crossed as he looked at Ji Wutang.
The other party was so engrossed in his resentment that he missed the fleeting impatience in Ji Wuye's eyes.
Ji Wuye harbored a suppressed resentment, which had nowhere to be vented but constantly stirred up his nerves.
He had no memory of it, could not find the reason, and could only feel the instinctive agitation.
"Today is Father's birthday. Ji Wuqing will bring her man back. Wuye, you are the rightful heir. As long as you stand up, even if Father doesn't want to, he can't openly violate the clan rules!"
"Didn't you say that my black hair was an omen of bad luck?"
Ji Wuye raised an eyebrow and asked.
"I have a way to make your hair back!"
Ji Wutang's eyes were full of domineering intent as she handed Ji Wuye a porcelain bottle.
"Use this to wash your hair; it's effective for six months."
Ji Wuye casually took it. Regardless of the truth, he could only do as Ji Wutang said for the time being.
Thinking that his hair would be blue for the next six months, a hint of disdain flashed in Ji Wuye's eyes.
To hell with black hair, it's an ominous sign.
He likes black hair the most.
Ji Wuye pinched the bridge of his nose, looking even more irritated!
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