The group walked slowly toward the inn. Chilling autumn wind swept through their fingers, taking away what little warmth and humidity there was. It then swept through the East Street and rustled the bamboo at its end, the sound breaking the silence and instilling in the group a sense of apprehension. It was as if terror and tragedy awaited them at the end of their unknown future.

Suddenly, the wind stopped. The fallen leaves dancing in the sky seemed to have disappeared altogether. Lin Haihai looked at the emerging figures, her heart bitter and sad. “I’ve been looking for you,” she said quietly. “Zheng Feng, go back with Wangchen and Suqiu!”

Zheng Feng looked at the woman of the pair and was about to say something when Lin Haihai snapped, “Go!”

Expression darkened, Zheng Feng told Wangchen and Suqiu, “Come. Let’s return to the inn!”

“Why are you looking for me?” The woman’s expression was faint. Her pristine white clothes fluttered softly even though there was no wind.

“Is there a pill that will make whoever consumes it forget the person they love?” Lin Haihai asked, her eyes glinting with grim determination.

The woman smiled coolly, her eyes matching her smile. “There is. Are you sure you want it?”

“I’m sure!” Lin Haihai responded weakly. I am sure, I am absolutely certain!

“It’s best not to resort to this unless absolutely necessary. He’ll forget about you forever once he consumes it. All the memories you’ve accumulated together will...