Zhang Yang looked at Ziyan, somewhat bewildered, unsure of what was going on with her.

Ziyan smiled and said, "It's been so long since we parted at the Azurecloud Sect. I was merely following my master ancestor's orders to deliver some resources to your sect. Yet, you were so generous, gifting me two spiritual herbs that are three thousand years old. That's truly too valuable."

"Did you... forget all your memories from the past two years?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at Ziyan strangely.

He finally understood what had happened: Ziyan had forgotten all her memories from after delivering resources to the Azurecloud Sect.