Chapter 611: Does He Remember Her?
There was no one around, quiet as if the events that just happened were merely a dream of hers.
Han Jing’s cold fingers touched her still-warm lips, where his breath seemed to linger.
She stared blankly into the distance, the foggy lake at night obscured her view, leaving her only with the vast expanse of water.
She couldn’t help but frown.
What is... happening?
Could he have remembered her?
No, if he remembered her, why, why wouldn’t he say anything to her? He should know full well she has been in the Ghost Realm these past years; the Ghost Realm is safe enough. If he remembered her, why hadn’t he come to see her even once in the past five years?
But if he didn’t remember, then why did he...
Han Jing shook her head, unable to grasp what was really happening.
The ten Soul Stabilizing Needles, pulling out one restores part of the memory, but at the same time, one must endure the pain of the soul burning; once all ten needles are pulled out, the soul disperses, and death is inevitable.
If he remembers, is it partial, or...
No, no, he must not remember...
She would rather he remembered nothing than him being at risk.
The master once said that the Soul Stabilizing Needle cannot be dissolved; the resolution inevitably leads to death.
Han Jing placed a hand over her heart; she felt a little anxious. Her heart raced, she was agitated and fearful, but she couldn’t just go directly to ask Su Yu.
What to do, what to do?
Han Jing spun around several times on the spot, suddenly stopping, Beihan Palace, yes!
Elder brother had already said that after the Prayer Pavilion was established, the first place they must go is Beihan Palace. Even if she doesn’t deal with Han Qingjue directly, she still needs to force Han Qingjue to reveal Yun Feng’s whereabouts.
Once Yun Feng is found, then everything will become clear.
Having made up her mind, Han Jing felt somewhat calmer.
The palace built by Ting Luo, though not particularly large, had more than a dozen rooms, enough to temporarily serve as the Prayer Pavilion’s sect address. Once the Prayer Pavilion is officially established, it can be expanded.
Han Jing went to find Xiao Xue, discovering that little girl had already lain in bed pretending to sleep.
Han Jing went over, picked her up directly: "What are you pretending for? Stand up properly!"
After a shout from Han Jing, Xiao Xue dared not pretend, stood straight and lowered her head, feeling guilty and unwilling to meet her mother’s eye.
"Speak, what happened? Everything I told you before, did you forget?" Han Jing demanded sternly.
Xiao Xue lowered her head, fidgeting with her fingers, sneaking a glance at her mother, whispered: "Mother, I know I was wrong, I didn’t acknowledge Father... I, I just happened to meet a big brother in town, he said he was from the Spirit Flame Sect, and I, I got curious, so I begged him to take me to see it. Big brother was afraid of being discovered and punished, so he secretly took me to outside of Father’s place."
"Mother, I, I really just wanted to secretly see Father for a bit, I didn’t cause any trouble, nor did I call out to Father, really!" Xiao Xue glanced pitifully at Han Jing, finally muttering: "I didn’t expect Father would personally take me back..."
So if he hadn’t taken her back, Mother probably wouldn’t have found out! Xiao Xue felt like crying but had no tears.
"He sent you back, brought you here directly?" Han Jing raised an eyebrow, knowing that at this moment, the little girl wouldn’t dare lie to her.