Peering at the scruffy looking youth before her, Jun Wu Xie's memory was jolted. Wasn't this the unkempt youth she had met in Ghost City that sold her those dilapidated books?
With his face cleaned up, she could not recognize him at all.
"Remember me now?" The youth blinked his eyes in anticipation.
"It's you?" Jun Wu Xie remarked calmly.
The youth wiped off the dust from his face and said: "You remember me at last."
Jun Wu Xie nodded slightly. She had gone to the Ghost City only once, and she had changed her looks then only once like she had now. She had not expected that after so many months, the unkempt youth had recognised her at once.
