Li Zhiyuan truly didn't know.

Although, he had a beginning he could talk about, but this beginning involved his game with Jiang Shui, which was a taboo topic.

And as his game with Jiang Shui deepened, the taboo level of this topic would also deepen.

Even when Tan Wenbin recounted each wave to Grandma Liu, he deliberately skipped this part and only re-narrated the story according to the normal Zou Jiang process.

Excluding this part, there was really nothing Li Zhiyuan could talk about.

If he had to speak about it, he'd have to portray himself as being drawn by the clues of Jiang Shui, starting from the lion dance, coming into contact with the form and spirit of Bo Qi (Dream Ghost), then involving the existence of that hidden hand, and finally leading the entire team to the amusement park.

Then, everything abruptly stopped.

He had a dream, took a nap, and when he woke up, the Evil and the hidden mastermind queued in front of him to commit suicide.

From a young boy's perspective, he could only tell such a fragmented and inexplicable story.

This story wasn't what Liu Yumei wanted to hear, it wasn't worthy of the high-standard tea party she had specially prepared.

Liu Yumei was momentarily stunned, then half-lifted her hand, slightly frowning.

She wasn't angry.

The old lady wasn't someone who didn't know the proper weight of severity and benefit.

She asked with concern:

"Xiao Yuan, has something happened to you?"

Li Zhiyuan nodded: "Grandma, I don't remember most of the experiences from this trip."

Liu Yumei stood up, walked to the boy's side, extended her hand, lightly touched it to the boy's forehead.

"Xiao Yuan, have you checked yourself, whether your memory has been sealed?"

"I checked, it shouldn't be sealed, it's also not a brain-stimulation closure, it's most likely erased, or forgotten on its own."

"This time's story with the mountain bandits, was the method very special?" Liu Yumei withdrew her hand, deliberately pointed to her own forehead.

"Mm." Li Zhiyuan nodded, "Also, this time's story with the mountain bandits has a very deep background."

"Say a bit more."

"I felt groggy, like I slept, then saw the mountain bandits in the bandit camp and their background, all dead."

"Just dead in the camp?"

"So far I've only seen the scenes in the camp."

Liu Yumei suddenly realized a possibility, that in this matter, she might know more than the young boy in front of her.

"Hold on a moment."

Liu Yumei opened the cabinet, took out a bundle of letters, placed them in front of the boy, on top was a thick envelope, filled with photos.

Li Zhiyuan looked at the photos one by one, the more he looked, the more serious his gaze became.

The photos showed scenes of massacre and extinction.

The boy's mind was very quick, since Liu Yumei showed these to him, it meant she thought these things were related to his wave.

So, it was most likely the family of that hidden mastermind.

The dozen or so gray-robed people he saw dead in the amusement park were not the entirety of this event.

In his original plan, it was to introduce Jiang Shui, recognize Dream Ghost as the form and spirit of Bo Qi, thereby triggering a chain reaction.

Being able to sever this hand would mean the plan was perfectly executed.

But now that he thought about it, considering himself radical, after seeing these photos, he suddenly realized he was actually conservative.

Because this wasn't just severing a hand, it was killing the entire person.

Every photo was marked with time and address, Tian Nan to Di Bei, it almost happened simultaneously.

This wasn't just obliterating family registers; it was clearly wiping out genealogical records!

Li Zhiyuan's breathing became somewhat rapid.

Although there were no clear clues, he had a vague feeling that in this incident, the protagonist didn't seem to be just him.

Although the style was very similar to his, he couldn't achieve something so grand.

In the lost memory, he was still himself, his behavior logic hadn't changed.

Limited by power and other aspects, he would only choose to take advantage and retreat, ensuring to sever one hand was enough.

The greater the outcome usually requires bearing greater risks, he wouldn't take on extra risk, unless... in the lost memory, he gained a greater support.

This support was strong enough to make him ignore risk assessment, actively pursuing maximum results.

Was it Emperor Fengdu?

No,

It couldn't be him.

He could be associated with him, but fundamentally… they were not close.

At least, he would never rely on Emperor Fengdu's judgments and protection for the probability of risk-taking, and besides, the Emperor now seemed to have quite a negative opinion about him.

Then who could possibly provide him with such great support and truly earn his trust?

He wasn't an easy person to trust others.

Seeing Li Zhiyuan finished flipping through the photos, Liu Yumei reminded, "Look at the letter from the Luoyang Yu Family first."

"Alright."

Li Zhiyuan opened the letter, finished reading that the root of the incident came from Fengdu.

He wasn't surprised by this, he had an 'I thought so' feeling.

The boy spoke, "Then this family should be the background behind the mountain bandits."

Liu Yumei: "Don't worry, taking advantage of the illness to kill, several families have united, our family also helped out, to scour thoroughly any remnants."

Li Zhiyuan: "I think... there shouldn't be any remaining fish that slipped through the net."

Since Emperor Fengdu indeed acted, if there were still remnants, wouldn't it be a slap to the Emperor's face?

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