Kacha!

The black jade suddenly exploded and sputtered dust everywhere. At the same time, Xia Zhi stood up. 

Her figure was slender and unchanged from before. She was dressed in a black cloak that concealed her face. As she stood there silently, she exuded a faint, almost imperceptible, aura of darkness.  

“It’s about time she wakes up.” The old man’s face was alight with relief. 

Xia Zhi stood there silently like she didn’t notice him. 

Lin Xun was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to greet Xia Zhi, but he was very worried that she wouldn’t recognize him. That would be an incredibly painful blow to him. 

His face clouded, and he looked conflicted. If she lost her memories, would she still be the Xia Zhi that I know?  

It became silent and still in the straw hut for a long while.

The old man sighed softly, and seemed to sympathize with how Lin Xun was feeling. “You don’t need to be so upset. From what I know, the memory of the past will be regained after the nine cycles...