"Master, you're awake." Little Ninth's voice echoed in his mind.
"Little Ninth, what happened?" Song Changsheng asked in a low voice, leaning on a nearby bookshelf as he struggled to stand up.
In response, Little Ninth immediately recounted what had transpired, adding at the end, "That portion of your memory may have been erased."
After hearing its account, Song Changsheng broke out in a cold sweat. He was lucky to have woken up at the critical moment; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
'Did someone from the Golden Crow Sect see through my origins?' A strong sense of unease welled up in Song Changsheng's heart. Although he didn't know who had attacked him, the assailant was undoubtedly a Golden Core Master.
'No, that's not right. If they had already seen through me, they wouldn't have used such a method to test me. They must only be suspicious, and not necessarily about me being a Transmigrator.
