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At this time, he suddenly heard the white-haired old man say, "There is no doubt that this fire phoenix cane is real. Since the young miss is back, we should support her as her spokesperson. "

Upon hearing these words, many people immediately responded. However, there were also a few people who remained silent, as if they were waiting to see what would happen next.

"I quite agree with the white-headed man's suggestion." The bald old man said: "The position of the person should be passed down to the young miss, and now that Duan Wuxie is dead, the society can't let the young miss keep the Fire Phoenix Staff for herself, let her take over the position!"

"We can vote now." After the white-headed man said that, he took the lead and raised his hand in support of Du Xue, "I agree that young miss should be the one to make new decisions!"

"I agree as well!"

"Agreed!"

For a time, all of the elders responded one after another. Over two-thirds of the votes had been cast, and only a few elders looked at each other in dismay. In the end, they still forcefully lifted up their experts and unanimously passed the election.

"Alright, since everyone has no objections, then let's invite young miss. No, let's invite the president to say a few words to everyone!" After he finished speaking, the white-haired old man rolled up the list of Elders and handed it back to Du Xue.

Du Xue accepted the list, placed it back into her Fire Phoenix Staff, and bowed towards the elders. Then, she said in a solemn tone, "Thank you for your support, elders.

"President, this brat killed Duan Wuxie. How should we deal with him?" Suddenly, someone pointed at Deng Fan and asked.

Hearing this, Du Xue did not look at Deng Fan, but only said lightly: "Let him go …"

"He hurt so many of our brothers, and he even killed people. Isn't it too much of a favor to let him go just like that?" Some elders expressed their dissatisfaction.

"I said, let him go." Although Du Xue said it calmly, it was extremely imposing, and no one dared to refute him.

After all, she was the person in charge of the Moon Worship Guild and her words were the imperial edict. Anyone who wanted to refute her would have to think twice, or else the consequences would be dire.

"Since it's the president's wish, we should comply." The white-haired old man looked towards Deng Fan and waved his hand, saying: "You can go now."

Deng Fan did not leave, he stared straight at Du Xue's back, his emotions were extremely complicated, many of the words on his mouth were swallowed back, he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Du Xue had never turned around to look at Deng Fan, it was as if she didn't want Deng Fan to see her expression.

Silence spread through the air.

After a long while, Deng Fan finally slowly turned around and decided to silently leave. There was no hatred nor resentment in his heart, and he finally thought it through. As long as Du Xue was still alive, it would be her greatest consolation.

One step, two steps, three steps …

Deng Fan gradually moved further and further away from Du Xue. Even though he walked very slowly, he did not stop at all, nor did he turn back.

"Wait a minute!" Du Xue suddenly turned around and called out to Deng Fan.

When Deng Fan heard this, he stopped and asked indifferently: "Miss Du, what else do you want?"

"You missed something." Du Xue said, "Perhaps it can help you recover your memories."

Hearing that, Deng Fan's heart tensed up, he immediately turned around, only to see Du Xue throwing a coin towards him, and he immediately extended his hand out and grabbed it.

"This is something that belongs to you. I've been hiding it all this time, so I'll return it to you now." Du Xue said.

Deng Fan slowly opened his hands and stared at the unique coin in his palm. His pupils slightly dilated, as if he had thought of something in an instant, but did not manage to think of it completely.

"If you want to see me, I'll be waiting for you at eight o'clock tomorrow night at the place where we first met." Du Xue continued, "No matter if you go or not, I will still wait there for you."

Deng Fan slowly clenched the coin in his hand and gave Du Xue a deep look. Without saying anything further, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Du Xue looked at Deng Fan's back figure that was getting further and further away, her clear eyes started to mist gradually, which blurred her vision.

Deng Fan walked along a quiet and lonely street. He felt very chaotic in his heart; ever since he lost his memories, he had never been so chaotic before.

In comparison, the confusion from killing someone in the arena last time could not be considered a big deal. The current chaos was far from being something that could only be described with the word 'muddled'.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had killed someone, his mind was filled with thoughts about Du Xue.

Deceit, deception, or deception.

Who would have thought that Du Xue had been lying to him from the beginning?

This was completely a trap, a trap that he could use to help her get rid of the biggest problem in her heart. Was what she said true, or was it a lie?

Deng Fan really did not dare think about it. When he thought about how his beloved woman would use him, his heart felt as if a thousand blades of pain had sliced through it.

Everything was an illusion!

Had she really never loved me?

Deng Fan ruthlessly slapped himself in his heart!

I knew she wouldn't fall in love with me. I was just a military man who had lost his memory. What else could I know other than fighting?

Deng Fan could not help but laugh bitterly. He laughed at his own naivety, at his own stupidity, at the fact that he had always wanted to live with Du Xue, but in the end, he realised that she was just another person's chess piece.

But after he calmed her mind, he suddenly felt that it was impossible for Du Xue's feelings towards him to be fake. She thought back to every single detail that she had shared with Du Xue in the past, every single word that Du Xue had said to him, every single gaze that they exchanged was filled with warmth, nature, and love. If all of this was fake, then it could only mean that the woman's acting skills were truly too brilliant.

After walking for a while in a daze, Deng Fan was suddenly attracted by the fragrance of a wonton shop by the roadside.

After a fierce battle, coupled with the severe mental injuries, Deng Fan felt extremely tired. If he could sit down and eat a bowl of delicious wondrous rice noodles, that would be a very enjoyable thing to do.

Deng Fan was once the boss of a wonton shop, so he subconsciously looked forward to eating there. Normally, when he went out to eat, he would immediately visit the wonton shop.

At this time, Deng Fan had already walked into the wonton shop and sat down.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter walked over and asked Deng Fan.

"Give me a bowl of wonton noodles!" Deng Fan said.

"Alright, please wait a moment."

Not long after, a hot bowl of wonton noodle soup arrived.

"Sir, please enjoy!"

Deng Fan raised his chopsticks and swept away the entire bowl of wonton noodle soup, to the point that there wasn't even a drop of soup left.

One of the reasons why Deng Fan liked to eat wontons was to find his memories, because he vaguely remembered that he used to frequent that wonton shop. That wonton shop was also the contact point between Deng Fan and the others. However, that contact point disappeared after the three Wu brothers were killed.

However, the biggest problem now was not to recover his memories, but to pay the bill.

Deng Fan suddenly realized that he was penniless. The only coin was the lucky coin that had no face value, so how was he going to pay for the wonton noodles?

"Sir, it's ten dollars in total, thank you!" The waiter said to Deng Fan.

Deng Fan frowned, and said: "I forgot to bring the money."

"What? You have no money?" The waiter's easy-going face immediately contorted, "Aren't you obviously eating an overlord's meal?"

"What's so noisy?" The owner of the wonton shop walked over upon hearing the sound.

"Boss, he doesn't pay for his food." The waiter pointed at Deng Fan and said to the boss.

"I didn't say no, I just forgot to bring the money." Deng Fan said.

The boss first waved his hand to signal the waiter to leave. Then, he patiently asked Deng Fan: "Mister, may I know your surname?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Excuse me, is your name Du Li?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Deng Fan was stunned.

"Oh, you are Mr Dean." The boss smiled and said, "Your account has already been paid for." If you want to eat anything, just scream. As long as there's anything in this restaurant, I'll make it for you. If you can't finish it, you can just take it with you. "

Deng Fan was confused when he heard it, and could not help but ask, "Who paid for me, how is it that I do not know?"

"This... I can't say, and I don't know his name. " The boss showed an awkward expression.

"Is it a man or a woman? What does she look like?" Deng Fan asked immediately.

"I really can't say. You don't need to ask." The boss insisted on keeping his mouth shut.

Hearing the owner's words, Deng Fan did not want to make things difficult for him, but he did not order anymore food, and stood up immediately: "Since you are unwilling to speak, I will not force you, in short, if you meet that person, please help me thank him."

"Definitely." The boss agreed and sent Deng Fan off with a smile.

After filling his stomach, Deng Fan thought that he would not be able to go back to Du Xue's house, he just wanted to find a place to spend the night.

But he didn't have any money on him, so he couldn't sleep on the streets, right? Even if he was down and out, he still had to be like a person. He definitely didn't want to be like those stray cats and dogs who would casually find a corner to sleep in.

This town was not big, and there were not many hotels. On the road that Deng Fan took, there was only one inn.

When Deng Fan passed this inn, he couldn't help but stop at the door for a moment. After thinking about it, he left helplessly because he really couldn't think of a reason to persuade others to let him stay the night for free.

"Sir, please wait!" Suddenly, a woman called out to Deng Fan.

"Are you calling me?" Deng Fan pointed to himself, and asked the lady.

The woman said with absolute certainty, "Your name is Du Li, right?"

"You know my name again?" Deng Fan was extremely shocked.

"Then that's right, please follow me!" The woman looked pleased.

"Where to?" Deng Fan frowned suspiciously.

"We have prepared a room for you. Please follow me." The lady spoke as she led Deng Fan to the only inn on the road.

"I didn't book a room, did you get it wrong?" Deng Fan asked.

"That's right, someone has already booked it for you and paid for it." the woman said.

"Who is it?"

"I don't know him, and I can't tell you even if I did, because I promised to keep it a secret." The woman said very seriously.

"It's that person again." Deng Fan muttered, "Who exactly is it?"

"This is the room key card. Please take the elevator up. The card has the room number." The lady said as she handed over a door card with a number written on it to Deng Fan.

Deng Fan could only take the door card. He still wanted to ask something, but endured it in the end, because he knew that it would be a waste of time to ask further.

Taking the elevator up, Deng Fan quickly found the room that was marked with the card.

Using the door key to enter, Deng Fan was not in the mood to take a bath. He immediately laid down on a comfortable soft bed, and closed his eyes tiredly.