Seeing Quan Yu's unyielding eyes, Mu Bai paused with her fingertips.

Then, he laughed deeply.

Why do you think that no matter how powerful a person is, no matter how high he stands or how important his status is, there is always one thing in his life that makes him helpless? There is nothing he can do about it.

Just like him, just like Quan Yu, just like the Lord, just like Quan Jin...

"She has recovered her memory, inherited her character, and can still be called Quan Jin." Mu Bai's words proved that he would never let go today.

Hear this.

Qiyao suddenly laughed.

"Okay! She has inherited her character and memory, and can no longer remember things about Kyushu and Fengjiang. She just has a name, and she is still Quan Jin."

"So......"

"Who can help the Chinese workers who went to the earthquake to go home?"

"Who can stand under the banner of the racing champion and claim that she has everything?"

"Who can give those refugees who have destroyed their country a safe place?"

"Yes, I know, I understand. His Highness is powerful, cold-blooded and ruthless, and has always been believed by many people. Although my soul is damaged and my strength is limited, I happen to have an unpleasant and kind heart."

"But I tell you, she is who she is!"

"The real power is not how many people you can kill with one hand. It is how many people you have warmed in the dark when you raised your hand."

I might like people who are more cold-blooded and ruthless, because that's the type of person I can't live with.

But I need people who bring me light and hope more, because that is the last straw I grasp.

You believe in His Highness who once had thousands of worlds.

Because that is the kind of indifference you cannot live in real life.

But I believe in Quan Jin, because I have experienced darkness, exclusion, being treated as an alien, and unfair treatment, so I need the light of hope even more.

"Uncle Nine."

A voice suddenly came out from the girl's lips. She smiled as before, with confidence, but she always felt that something was missing and said: "Do you know who is most easily remembered?"

Duo!

Quan Yu's heart skipped a beat.

That answer is...!

"Xiao Jin, you can't think like that. Don't you want to go home? I'll take you back."

"Uncle Ninth is right here."

"Give me your hand, please give me your hand, okay?" Quan Yu saw the girl in front of him and stepped back towards where the stairs were. His heart almost suffocated.

How could she agree to Mu Bai's request?

How can you become someone else?

How can you let him go?

"You have to trust Uncle Jiu. I will take you back. From now on, I will take you to all parts of the world without any shackles. Don't you want to be free? Uncle Jiu will accompany you from now on."

"There's Qiyao, there's the boss, there's the members of Kyushu, and..."

There are many more people.

However, there is no longer an official residence, no more Lord, and no more Si Yu.

She can still be the king of Kyushu, but no one is willing to stab her heart with hundreds or even thousands of knives, calling her sister, sister, I am your brother's person.

She could still be the little mistress of Fengjiang, but no one would hand her a black card anymore. After being abandoned, she could only stand there aggrievedly and call her a big pig's hooves.

She could still be Quan Jin, but she would never meet that person again who threw off his high heels, rushed over to her regardless of his image, hugged her and shouted, "I want you to die."
Chapter completed!