"Qingchen, I can prove that Xuanyuan Wuji is definitely not the National Master Yuqing you're talking about. Yuqing must be someone else. You're barking up the wrong tree, and this is even more unfair to the real Yuqing."
Shangguan's boy Shangguan Zifeng was too anxious to care about snacking. He spoke urgently to an introspective Shangguan Qingchen.
"I have my own judgment."
Shangguan Qingchen said indifferently and coldly.
Shangguan Zifeng: "…" Damn it, what judgment? You're just being impulsive, so impulsive!
Shangguan Qingchen believed in his own discernment; he was absolutely certain he had not made a mistake, Xuanyuan Wuji was truly his friend Yuqing, it was just that he had forgotten his 'past memories'.
Young Master Qingchen had never expected to see Yuqing here; it was really a great surprise.
"Well, you could try looking for your friend again, I am really not Yuqing."
