How could he have possibly known that Fang Shuwen, as a Transmigrator, retained all his memories from birth?
It was something Fang Shuwen couldn't possibly explain.
If he were to acknowledge them, the first question would be: how did he know they were his parents?
It was better to feign ignorance for now than to get caught in a loop of trying to prove himself.
They soon arrived at Ancient Tree Street. The Qifun Workshop had a large storefront.
Just as they reached the entrance, they saw a familiar face.
Xiao Yanyu stood at the door with a charming smile, looking as if she had been waiting for some time.
"Young Hero Fang, long time no see."
"It hasn't been that long."
Fang Shuwen said with a smile,
"When did you get to Pojun City?"
"Not many days before you, Young Hero Fang."
"Still for the Seven-String Ancient Chapter?"
"Of course."
Xiao Yanyu said with a sigh,
"It's a rare prize. The chances of getting it aren't high, but we can't just give up."
