Seeing hope, Ye Wanwan immediately grinned. "Sir Headmaster, what's there to calculate? At that time, the moment I recover my memory, I swear I'll pay back every point I owe. If I owe a single cent, I'll be struck by lightning!"

"Really?" the headmaster asked uncertainly.

"Really, absolutely! Realer than actual gold!" Ye Wanwan frantically nodded.

In the end, the headmaster sighed with profound exasperation. "Fine, I'll believe you one last time. Lie down in your usual spot."

Ye Wanwan immediately lay down on the armchair.

The headmaster prepared for a while before moving toward Ye Wanwan.

Following the string of hints from the headmaster, Ye Wanwan soon felt her world spiraling and fatigue hitting her. Within moments, she lost consciousness completely.

…

"Grandpa, it's so cold!"

They were on what seemed to be a snow-capped mountain, and snow was falling heavily from the sky, covering the big trees around them.

The girl was bent over as she followed the strict-looking elderly man in front of her, carefully treading on the snow. With every step she took, she sank to her knees in the acc.u.mulated snow.

"Worriless, follow Grandpa," the elderly man said to the girl, looking back.

"Grandpa, I'm really cold." The girl was s.h.i.+vering all over as she traversed through the snow.

"The pain you're suffering right now will become your greatest wealth in the future, do you understand?" the elderly man responded apathetically.

"But Grandpa… I'm really, really cold." The girl stared at him tearfully.

The elderly man was silent for a long while before slowly walking up and picking her up into his arms.

"Grandpa's so warm." The girl used her hands, which were frozen red, to embrace his neck.

"You'll walk by yourself once we get up ahead."

The elderly man quickly strode forward while carrying the girl.

Ye Wanwan's heart trembled. Was that imposing elderly man her grandfather…?

But where in the world did Grandpa go? Where is he?

"Are you warm now?"

About half an hour later, the elderly man carried the girl out of the snow and arrived at a tall hill.

"Yes, I'm warm." The girl nodded emphatically.

"Walk by yourself."

The elderly man gently placed the girl back on the ground.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry…" The girl looked at the elderly man pitifully, clutching her stomach.

"Worriless, do you still remember why you came here?" The elderly man turned around and stared at her expressionlessly.

"I know, Grandpa." The girl nodded. "Grandpa is going to train me to endure hards.h.i.+ps and work hard so that I can become a superior person in the future."

"Since you know, endure it. Regardless of how arduous your surroundings are, you have to face them with a smile. Understood?"

"Worriless understands!" The girl smiled but her smile promptly disappeared and turned into a pitiful expression. "But I-I'm really hungry… Worriless is afraid of starving to death and not seeing Brother Xiuran ever again…"

"You!"

The elderly man was finally somewhat angered but he sighed in the end. He started a fire nearby. "Stay warm here and don't leave. Understood?"

"Yes!" the girl agreed.

The elderly man then turned and left.

About 15 minutes later, the elderly man returned from the distance, holding a wild hare.

Sitting down next to the open fire, the elderly man cleaned and prepared the hare with a dagger before placing it above the flames to roast.

Soon, the scent of roasted hare permeated the air, and saliva dripped out of the girl's mouth as she stared at the golden, gleaming hare meat.