When Cheng Ziang walked up to the pair, Hu Daoke was still accompanying Tangmo, watching the beggars who were pleading for alms. Noticing his return, Hu Daoke turned to ask, "Where's the stuff?"
"I had a friend handle it," Cheng Ziang answered honestly.
"You have friends other than us?" Hu Daoke asked with some surprise.
"It was that... uh..." Cheng Ziang blinked, trying hard to recall as he spoke.
"Oh, that one..." Hu Daoke, though equally unable to recall the name, seemed to vaguely remember Hun Jiansi's existence.
"Yes, exactly, that one..." Cheng Ziang said, feeling an inexplicable sense of melancholy, and sighed.
He felt a sudden panic, realizing that within just a short time of turning away, he had already forgotten her name and appearance. He had the distinct feeling that if he were to avoid seeing Hun Jiansi for a few days, he would completely forget her existence.
