Memory is like a faithful hound; whenever you make the gesture of throwing, it always brings something back to you.
Le Yu remembers the girl named Frostleaf.
But the impression is no longer very deep.
Just as ordinary people wouldn't remember what the headline news was a few months ago, Le Yu is also close to forgetting that night several months ago.
Because he has experienced too much in these past few months—he met a lover he could spend his life with, successfully turned Xuanzhu County upside down, founded a newspaper, wrote novels, became the Patriarch of the Jing Family, won the election as the president of the Silver Blood Association, and even joined forces with Blue Flame to help build a harmonious society in Xuanzhu County...
Every single thing he did, every person he met.
Was much more important than the little maid who died in the courtyard.
Even though Le Yu personally witnessed her death.
But he doesn't even know how many corpses he has stepped over on his path.
