The Final Rest and Reorganization

Once the banquet ended, Yuelun boarded his horse carriage, where a lady dressed in white was waiting. When she saw Yuelun, she could not help but ask, "Master [1], what's so special about that Fang Xingjian? Why do you seem to be so distracted after meeting him?"

Yuelun laughed bitterly and said, "You’re able to tell as well?" He shook his head. He had not wanted to mention this, but after some thought, he knew that she would eventually find out about it.

Therefore, he said, "Fang Xingjian looks a little like that person."

"That person?" The lady in white clothes frowned and said, "Which person is that?"

Yuelun looked out of the window, his tone filled with the endless tiredness of one who had experienced a lot in life as he replied, "The person who disappeared sixteen years ago."

In the beginning, the lady dressed in white still did not react. But in the next moment, a hint of terror flashed on her face, as if the person Yuelun had just mentioned had boundless magical charm.