Furthermore, Big Dipper's foolishness wasn't feigned. He had been this foolish since he was young, sincerely foolish.

…

The scene changed again.

Countless major and minor scenes and dribs and drabs of memories rushed into Ye Wanwan's mind.

Some memories were particularly clear while other memories were incredibly blurry, like a jumbled ball.

Her handful of interactions with her parents, her bickering and jesting with her brother, her being pummeled to the floor by Piece of Sh*t, her nervousness and unease when she gave birth to Tangtang, her quarrels and sweet moments with Si Yehan.

Suddenly, the scene stopped in a study.

The teenage girl had become increasingly good-looking. She sat on one side of the desk and propped her chin up with her hand as she dazedly stared at the unrivaled man, enamored.

"A Xiuran who ruins countries, a childe who is matchless…"

The girl's eyes were br.i.m.m.i.n.g with adoration, as though every cell in them was filled by this man.

There wasn't a single fault in the man's exquisite, chiseled face. An aloof smile perpetually hung from his lips, and even his intoxicating eyes were filled with a careless gentleness and a scholarly feeling.

"Worriless."

The man set down the pen and paper in his hands and tenderly looked at the girl with a smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, the scene changed and the world spiraled and twirled. Every scene related to Ji Xiuran was ripped into shreds like a piece of paper.

In Ye Wanwan's mind, the man didn't say a word and merely snapped his finger lightly, causing every memory related to Ji Xiuran to disappear.

"AH!!!"

Ye Wanwan suddenly jolted awake, sweat drenching her face.

Next to her, the headmaster stared at Ye Wanwan with knitted brows, his expression turning odder.

"How could this be…" Ye Wanwan murmured, turning to the headmaster immediately.

"Pause." The headmaster intently looked at her and asked, "What did you see?"

"I seemed to have forgotten some memories…" Ye Wanwan looked contemplative.

"Indeed. All of your memories disappeared, so it's normal for many minor details or scenes to be blurry or forgotten, but… there's no way you would forget the major things unless your own subconscious is unwilling to recall it," the headmaster replied.

"I'm unwilling to remember it?"

Ye Wanwan frowned. For example, the matters related to the Martial Arts Union, her grandpa, and that new president of the Martial Arts Union. Was she unwilling to remember those things?

But what was the case with Ji Xiuran? The shattering of those memories filled her with apprehension.

"I can't recall any of my memories related to Ji Xiuran… Moreover, a scene appeared where he snapped his fingers in the depths of my mind and every memory related to him dispersed into dust…" Ye Wanwan automatically said.

A realization dawned on the headmaster. "No wonder… There was someone before me who hypnotized you, and they probably completely sealed off a portion of your memories. Based on what you said, it was Ji Xiuran who sealed the memories between you and him, and I'm afraid… even I can't help you recall them."

Ji Xiuran was his proudest and most talented student. Ji Xiuran's accomplishments in hypnotism had grown much, much stronger than him, Scarlet Flames Academy's headmaster, a long time ago.

"Ji Xiuran hypnotized me…? But why? What was his objective…?" Ye Wanwan's thoughts felt a bit chaotic.

"Maybe he didn't want you to remember something you shouldn't remember or maybe he was afraid you'd be sad or something. Haha, I'm just guessing; don't take it seriously," the headmaster said with a meaningful overtone and smiled.