Ye Fan was completely unaware of what was happening outside. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, sweating profusely with a pale face. He was enduring unbearable pain as he stimulated his acupoints, trying to awaken hidden memories.
In the small town, most people were asleep, with only a few houses still lit.
Yan Sinna's family had also long retired for the night, while Ye Fan, temporarily staying on the third floor of a small building, was diligently searching for his memories.
Ye Fan didn't dwell on Yan Sinna's affairs. No matter how Anna used Yan Sinna, he only needed to be cautious in the future.
Ye Fan was trying hard to recall, grasping every fleeting image in his mind, as he was at a critical juncture in unearthing his memories.
