The moment Mo Wuji stepped foot on the Deathmatch Battlestage, Bei Suting’s gaze turned towards Yan’Er. Here, the only person who could recognise Mo Wuji was Yan’Er. Even though she had heard various things about Mo Wuji from Linglong, she had never personally seen him.
Yan’Er calmly nodded, "Sister Suting, he is indeed Mo Wuji, and he is, in fact, from the Heaven Seeking Palace."
…
The scene when they met each other appeared in front of Yan’Er’s eyes.
"That’s right, it’s me. Yan’Er, you don’t remember the past?"
"Brother Mo, even though I may not remember what happened in the past, but my master told me, to always remember your kindness. If you didn’t save me, perhaps I might have long been dead."
"Brother Mo, this is a token of my appreciation. Even though it does not mean much in front of your kindness… I hope Brother Mo would not throw them away…"
"Yan’Er, if you want to know about your past memories, I can tell them to you."
