"What strange opponent? What's the opponent's name?" Someone asked.
Hearing the question, Jiang Yue fell into thought.
He tried to recall the opponent's name but those years were a bit of a blur.
After all, he fought one opponent after another.
In time, the faces and names ceased to matter.
All that mattered was securing the victory and surviving another day.
Thinking of those days, Jiang Yue shrugged and sighed.
"I don't remember." He said.
"If the opponent was so strange, how could you not remember their name?" A Fang family argued.
"I would remember her name if she was still alive. However, she is dead. There is no reason to keep her in my mind." Jiang Yue smiled.
When they saw the smile, the Fang family subtly looked at each other.
'What's with these two people?' Several people wondered.
After all, surname Jiang and surname Yu didn't look like fools.