"Elder, you must stay calm, Elder."
Gongyang Han said urgently, "Have you forgotten? We are the descendants of friends with whom you once were on good terms, and you just said you would let us leave this place."
"Hmm? Did I say that?"
Miss Chai tilted her head in confusion and asked, "I can't remember many things in my old age. What's your name again?"
The White Lotus Young Master let out a sigh of relief. "This junior is named Gongyang Han."
Miss Chai asked, "Gongyang what?"
"Gongyang Han."
Miss Chai nodded, then quickly asked again, "What Yanghan?"
"Gongyang Han."
"Gong what Han?"
The White Lotus Young Master's eye twitched. He took a deep breath and, not daring to dismiss this forgetful fiend casually, said politely and patiently, "This junior is named Gong... Yang... Han."
"Oh, now I remember."
Miss Chai nodded and said, "Since you are a descendant of my friend, then you can go."
"As you command."
