"It was you, wasn't it? The one who called me earlier." Tang Mu spoke these words calmly, though his heart was constantly speculating about Long Feiyun's identity. Clearly, he had never met Long Feiyun before, nor did he know whose memory was awakening in Long Feiyun's mind.
"Tang Mu?" Long Feiyun slowly opened his mouth, still uncertain in his tone, with a trace of confusion on his face. He was wondering why he knew the name of the person in front of him and why he felt so familiar upon seeing him. He definitely hadn't met him before.
"Who are you?" Tang Mu was surprised that the other party could mention his name right away. Then he thought, since the other party could call him, it wasn't surprising for him to know his name. He observed the person in front of him, noticing that Long Feiyun's aura was a bit unstable, his eyes constantly changing—sometimes clear, sometimes confused.
