After pondering for a long time, I suddenly remembered something, and the expression on my face gradually softened.

Because it occurred to me that I didn't actually have any memories of myself before I was three years old.

In the past, I always thought that it was the serious illness I had when I was three years old that caused my memory to be missing, but Chunting told me conclusively that it was not because of my serious illness, but because someone erased my memories with strong means.

Since I was absolutely sure that I had never been to this city of black stones, if there were really traces of me in Chunting's memories of this place, then there was only one last possibility.

That's when I was there, and it wasn't recent, it was a time before I was three years old, when my memory was missing.

I don't know for what reason, in short, after leaving this place, someone completely erased this memory of mine from my mind, so I don't have any impression of this place, if it wasn't for Chunting mentioning it at this time, I would never even think about it.

It seemed that it was because he could see that my expression had changed, so Chunting asked me again at this time.

"Han Chuan, do you remember anything now?"

After hearing Chunting's inquiry, I woke up from my thoughts and looked at his expectant gaze, but I could only answer him helplessly.

"Chunting, in your memory, I really came here before, but I really don't have any impression of this place."

Chunting seemed to have expected my answer, and although his tone sounded a little disappointed, his expression did not change much, and he just confirmed me with a serious expression again.

"Han Chuan, although my memory is missing now, and I can't be sure when and with whom you came here, but in my remaining impressions, I do feel an aura that belongs to you."

After hearing Chunting's disappointed and serious answer, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, looked at him and said with a solemn expression.

"If that's the case, then there's only one last possibility."

In Chunting's expectant gaze, I slowly opened my mouth and said the guess that had just been generated in my mind, trying to ask him to help me analyze how possible the guess I thought of.

"If that's the case, it seems like it's right."

After listening to my speculation, Chunting couldn't help but nodded, and there was a bit of agreement in his tone.

"In my remaining impression, you didn't come here alone, you were accompanied by other people, and although I sensed your aura, I didn't see you with my own eyes, so I can't be sure what kind of state you were in at that time."

"As long as nothing extremely important happens, then a person's breath will not change in any way, whether you are three years old or thirty, that breath that belongs to you is the same, if you came here with someone else before the age of three, it seems to be completely explained."

Since everyone was closely following behind the candle dragon at this time, they were extremely close to each other, and I didn't deliberately avoid them in this conversation with Chunting, so everyone naturally heard the exchange between the two of us.

There is no doubt that my previous speculation and Chunting's agreement with that speculation did not escape everyone's ears, so after hearing this, Shen Lang beside me couldn't help but look at me with wide eyes, and at the same time asked me in a surprised tone in his mouth.

"Brother Chuan, did you really come here before you were three years old, three-year-old children are still young, even if you come here, what can you do, and since you can't do something, then what's the point of you coming here?"

"How could I have known, you have all heard, I have no memory of myself before I was three years old, and even if I did, I would never know what I had done here because of memory loss."

For Shen Lang's surprise, I could only reply with a helpless expression, and the tone in my mouth was even more confused than his.

"Naturally, when I was three years old, I wouldn't know so many ancient secrets, and I was still young at that time, so I would never have come here alone, Chunting also said just now, in his impression, I was accompanied by someone else, maybe the reason why I came here was completely because this person needed me to come here with him."

Speaking of this, I faintly sighed, perhaps because I couldn't know the truth back then, so the tone of my mouth became inexplicably melancholy.

"If everything is true, then before I was three years old, someone took me to this city of black stone, and all this happened to be seen by Chunting, perhaps because I was afraid of affecting my plan, so after the matter ended, the memories of me and Chunting were erased by this person."

"Although this matter is not as old as those stories, it is more or less old, and since the memories of me and Chunting have been erased by this person, perhaps no one in the world will know what happened to me back then except for him."

As early as when Shen Lang had just opened his mouth to ask, Ling Xuan beside us had a strange expression, he seemed to have thought of something unbelievable, so his expression changed several times, and he was forced to hold back when he wanted to open his mouth a few times.

And now, after I let out this emotion, he no longer seems to be able to resist the urge to speak, and looks at me hesitantly asking.

"Han Chuan, is it possible that this mysterious person who brought you to the Black Stone City and erased your memories with Brother Ting, you are actually not a stranger, but extremely familiar?"

From the question Ling Xuan asked at this time, it was not difficult to see that he seemed to have a guess about the identity of this person, but because he couldn't confirm the relationship, he seemed so hesitant in his words.

Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, I couldn't help but feel energetic again, and looked at Ling Xuan's expression seriously and asked him rhetorically.

"Ling Xuan, why do you say that this person is not a stranger to me, did you think of something?"

"Han Chuan, I do have a bold idea."

After hearing my rhetorical question, Ling Xuan took a deep breath, only to see him turn his back to me, as if he didn't dare to look directly at me, only a faint voice came.

"Han Chuan, have you ever thought that the person who brought you to the Black Stone City back then, and erased the memories of you and Brother Ting after everything is over, will be your father, Han Ying!"