The cave was cold and damp, a naturally formed stone cavern, not large but enough to accommodate two people. Dry grass lay on the ground. Luo Zheng and the odd man sat facing each other, quietly watching one another with respect in their hearts. What a good soldier, even though he had lost his memory, he still remembered the army, remembered his brothers, and remembered revenge. This loyalty was worthy of respect. Luo Zheng said firmly, "I can sense that you are my brother, that you're Shadow. Although your appearance has changed greatly, I am certain. Can you tell me what really happened?"
"Shadow? Sounds familiar, but I really don't remember. Tell me, what kind of person was I?" the odd man quickly asked, while frowning and contemplating something, looking quite pained.
