Yin Yue: The Hell Spirit (3)

Soon, Amelia gently placed Wang Xiao into a chair, his wide-eyed astonishment mirrored by the changes he discovered in his own body.

Closing the door behind her, she took a deep breath before discreetly contacting Eleanor.

The urgency in her message conveyed the need for immediate guidance on how to handle the situation.

"Senior Eleanor," Amelia murmured into her communication device, "He has awakened, but there's a lot he doesn't remember. He's physically changed, and I'm not sure how to proceed. Should I inform him about everything, or do we need to take a different approach and also alter his memories?"

Eleanor, "..."

Amelia awaited Eleanor's response, her eyes briefly flicking back to the room where Wang Xiao sat, a mix of curiosity and concern etched on his face.

A deep sigh emanated from the other end of the telephone line. "Don't erase his memories; I would be there soon."