For the first time since buying Meng Jueyan, Han Yu felt the smallest bit of reassurance.
Her recognition of Xuan Qing meant her mind had not been erased. She was battered, scarred, emotionally hollowed by suffering, but she still remembered. That alone made her far easier to save than Xuan Qing. With Xuan Qing, he had saved only the body. The mind was still locked away. Meng Jueyan at least retained her sense of self.
Yet he needed to know more. He needed to confirm how slaves were handled, what they remembered, what they endured, and whether any of his friends were still alive. He could not ask directly, but he could ask in pieces. All of this had to be done through the identity of Ju Fan.
He kept his face cold and expressionless as he turned toward Meng Jueyan.
"You remember her," he said. "Good. That means your memory is intact. Let us see how much you can still recall."
Meng Jueyan looked puzzled.
