Xuanyuan Wanrong's gaze became a little distracted, and, looking at Xu Que's outstretched hand, she felt a little warmth in her heart.
But this warmth made her feel like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on. She suddenly roused herself, took a step back, and abruptly lifted her head. Her cold eyes stared at Xu Que, full of vigilance and caution.
"I don't believe this. Who are you?" Xuanyuan Wanrong asked.
She couldn't accept that this was just her world of memory, and, even more so, that this strange man who had suddenly appeared was the One Chosen by Heaven in the real world.
Of course, what had shocked her the most was undoubtedly the memory in the memory pearl where her parents had been besieged and killed by the Heaven Palace Sect.
Originally, she hadn't trusted people easily, and now, after restoring that memory, she'd become completely cynical about other people's intentions.
