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"Eh—What is this red chain?" Xu Jiansheng curiously touched the red chain, and the surge of memories invaded his brain. 

Xu Jiansheng closed his eyes as he saw passing memories flashes in his head, but none of them were clear enough for him to see. As if all the memories had been covered in a dark cloud, hiding everything inside.

"Argh!" Xu Jiansheng clutched his head because of the sudden headache he got. 

"Young Master, are you alright?!" Yunyu hurriedly propped Xu Jiansheng, who suddenly lost his strength. Since Xu Jiansheng was only eight years old, Yunyu propped him in one arm. 

"Young Master, wake up!" Bai Yunyu asked worriedly. He looked round to find a servant to help him, but this private courtyard was Madam Xu's place. And it seemed that she didn't allow a random servant to attend her.

"Young Master, I will find someone—" 

"Yunyu—"