Nian Bing's whole body shook as he said, "Do you really hate him that much?"
Youyou replied indifferently, "I have repaid what I owed him. He gave me life, and I too used my life to help him once. Between us, there are no debts anymore. If there's any relationship left, it's only hatred. My mother died to protect me; if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have died. It was not until that moment that I truly understood my mother loved me."
Nian Bing sighed and said, "It seems your memories are only preserved until the moment your mother died. You mentioned you had something to say, what exactly do you wish to tell us?"
Gradually calming down from her agitation, Youyou said lightly, "You're working with my father, presumably for the Lost Continent. No matter what your purpose is, you must want to know the situation on the Lost Continent. And the true situation, I'm afraid only I understand. I'll tell you now."
