Of course, not everyone left.
For instance, Yan Meishu, who was standing there at this moment with a confused look on her face.
Xue Anchong nodded at her, "You are not from Lihen Heaven, so there's no need to erase your memory! And weren't you here leading a trading caravan this time? After you've handed things over to Zui Meng, you should hurry and leave this realm!"
Yan Meishu bowed her head, a hint of gloom in her eyes as she whispered, "Yes! Thank you... my lord!"
Xue An smiled and turned to leave.
Just then, Yan Meishu suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with hope, and said, "My lord, will we be able to meet again in the future?"
Xue An paused, not turning back as he said, "Perhaps! Take care!"
With that, Xue An strode away.
Yan Meishu stood there, gazing at Xue An's retreating figure, her eyes brimming with sorrow and indecision.
She knew that, with Xue An's strength, her previous plans were just wishful thinking!
