Silence, the group of people atop the wilderness suddenly fell quiet.
Including Wu Tai, who all turned to look at the two of them.
However, Wu Tai didn't look at Lu Ye; he was staring intently at Qiao Qingyu.
For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly rose in his heart. He was clearly seeing this girl for the first time—yes, her name was Qiao Qingyu—but why did her brows and eyes look so familiar?
His head began to ache again; the young man had a missing memory, but clearly, Qiao Qingyu wasn't even born when he was young.
What was going on?
Why did that face give him a feeling of terror that took his breath away?
Wu Tai couldn't help but step back several paces involuntarily.
Mr. Qian was baffled, glancing back and forth between Lu Ye and Qiao Qingyu, his mouth agape. But why did he always feel that despite the young man's face being full of smiles, there was something eerily unsettling about him?
