Xu Huan?
Su Yuniang blinked.
This name was something they had inquired about recently.
Through Shopkeeper Lu and his maid, they learned indirectly about the events from a hundred years ago.
Xu Huan.
During the war a hundred years ago, he was presumed dead.
He should now be the reset version of himself.
This Saint Child of Primordial Sacred Land in history forgot his awakening memories and returned to a state of confusion, playing his role.
Pitiful?
A little.
But which Ember is not a last testament left behind before their former life?
"Please come in."
Su Yuniang quickly regained her composure, stood up, and showed a shy and admiring expression:
"Sorry, the legendary Saint Child of Primordial Sacred Land, our shop is truly honored."
Xu Huan looked at Su Yuniang's performance and chuckled:
"No need for formalities. Today I come seeking reconciliation. Your methods are gentle and novel, which I find very interesting."
"It's not too bad." Su Yuniang laughed.
