"Young Master? Miss, did you get the wrong person?" Ye Yuan could not help being stunned and said.
Lu-er's expression changed wildly. Her beautiful body trembled fiercely as she said in puzzlement, "Young Master, I'm Lu-er. You … You don't recognize me anymore?"
Over 60 years on tenterhooks, Lu-er's footprints practically covered everywhere in the Middle Realms. Finally, she saw Ye Yuan today.
Who could have thought that they would fail to recognize each other despite meeting!
What kind of huge blow was this?
Lu-er's head spun, practically about to faint away.
Ye Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, trying hard to remember something.
He really could not remember anything, but he kept feeling that he seemed to have been acquainted with Lu-er.
"Miss, you know me? Sorry, I've already lost my memories for many years and really can't remember anything anymore," Ye Yuan said helplessly.