As for why Zhuang Xian did not remember when she and her young master were on the run, Mo Xi was also puzzled. It had been a long time since they went to Kyushu harbor to investigate this matter, but there had been no progress.
They could not tell anything from these clues that were not clear on the surface. It could be said that if their young master were not intelligent and sharp, he would not have remembered Zhuang Xian's young and dirty face just two days three years ago; even if his Savior was right in front of him, he would not have known her and would have missed her!
Perhaps it was all arranged by fate. Two people who should meet in a sea of people, even after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, would still meet at the next intersection of fate, just like Zhuang Xian and Mo Qian.
