At that moment, Su Qingxue gazed deeply into Ye Fan’s eyes and said, "What I’m about to say might seem unbelievable to you, but that doesn’t matter. The important thing is that you listen to everything I have to say, alright?"

Ye Fan nodded.

Su Qingxue continued, "Do you remember the first time we met? You saved me, but because of your lewd behavior toward me, I had the security team arrest you. Luckily, my father returned just in time. That’s where our story truly began!

Ye Fan felt somewhat dejected. Even with amnesia, he believed he had been a gentleman before losing his memory. This so-called misbehavior had to be complete slander.

"What happened then?" Ye Fan asked.

"You stayed by my side because you were my fiancé. Later, after my father was killed, you protected the company and fearlessly sought revenge for him!

"You did all of that for me, yet I repaid you with coldness and capriciousness, constantly losing my temper. But you always tolerated me and loved me unconditionally!

"In my most desperate moments, it was you who found ways to help me through. When I was ostracized, it was you who stood up and made those people terrified to cross me!

"You’ve done so much for me. Looking back now, I realize I never did a single thing for you. I’m so sorry!

"Not only did I fail to do anything for you, but I also kept demanding more, never satisfied with anything you did. I grew more suspicious and doubted you constantly.

"But you chose to bear it all in silence. In the past, I took everything you did for me for granted. Now I understand that all your actions came from a place of care and love. Only after losing it have I learned to cherish it."

At that moment, the image of a woman suddenly flashed through Ye Fan’s mind, a figure that remained blurry and indistinct. He wasn’t sure if this woman was Su Qingxue. For some reason, as Su Qingxue spoke, he felt as if he were experiencing her words firsthand, and the feeling was truly unbearable.

"Stop talking!" he gasped. "Please, stop talking!"

Ye Fan panted heavily. He didn’t know what to do. Every word Su Qingxue spoke sent a sharp pain through his heart. Perhaps this was the feeling of profound love.

Su Qingxue wiped away her tears. Knowing Ye Fan was in pain, she fell silent, not wanting to make him suffer any further.

"I believe you will get better," Su Qingxue encouraged him. "You’re under so much pressure. Without you, the lives of many people in this world would be different!"

Ye Fan nodded, though he didn’t even know who he was, let alone what role he played in this world.

At that moment, Su Qingxue suddenly produced a token. It was his Heavenly King Token, one of a kind in the entire world.

"King of Heaven... King of Heaven!" Ye Fan seemed to recall something.

"Your real identity is the King of Heaven!" Su Qingxue told him.

Ye Fan nodded. The name itself was imposing. It seemed he was quite an arrogant person before losing his memory. To have become what he was now was not something he ever wanted to see.

Just then, Su Qingxue asked him, "Honey, shall we go home?"

"No!" Ye Fan refused abruptly.

A pang of pain shot through Su Qingxue’s heart. Only now did she understand what Ye Fan must have felt before. The agony she had once inflicted on him was now hers to bear completely. The pain was overwhelming, and she had no idea how to help him recover.

"Until I regain my memory, let’s not get too close, no matter who we were to each other," Ye Fan said, cautious and worried he might hurt her.

Utterly heartbroken, Su Qingxue could only watch helplessly as Ye Fan disembarked from the small boat. She was powerless, a feeling she never wanted to experience again. She returned home, filled with sorrow. The greatest distance in the world is having you right in front of me. I know who you are, but you don’t know me.

Su Qingxue hesitated, wondering if she should inform the Ye Family. They were, after all, the family behind Ye Fan and had a right to know. In the end, Su Qingxue reported the matter to Mrs. Jiang.

For three consecutive days, Ye Fan was protected by the three women, who prevented him from having any contact with outsiders. During this time, Fang Nan came looking for him. He still didn’t recognize her, which sent Fang Nan into a rage.

Of course, on the fifth day, someone arrived. From Shangjing, Ye Family Patriarch Ye Qingshan and the Qin Family Patriarch had jointly recommended a person to treat Ye Fan’s injuries. This person was the renowned Divine Doctor of Hua Xia, Medicine Saint Xuan.

His medical skills were exceptional and famous throughout Hua Xia. Legends about him were told in many parts of the country, and there were even rumors that his medical arts were inherited from Ghost Valley. This made Medicine Saint Xuan a celebrated master of traditional Chinese medicine in Shangjing.

Medicine Saint Xuan appeared old and frail, his hair completely white as he carried his medicine chest to Ye Fan’s residence. Ye Qingshan and the Qin Family Patriarch stood guard outside.

The elderly Medicine Saint Xuan said to Ye Fan, "Young friend, your injuries are severe. The chaos in your memories has collided, leading to this temporary amnesia."

Ye Fan asked, "Is there any hope for my recovery?"

"There is! However, it will be quite troublesome. I need to soothe your jumbled memories and then allow you to slowly piece them back together!"

"That sounds mystical," Ye Fan remarked.

"Hahaha, I think so too. Many medical techniques reach heights that science cannot. I used to find it all very mystical myself, but once I began practicing, it all made perfect sense!" Medicine Saint Xuan explained. "This isn’t the first time I’ve treated amnesia, but your case is different. Your condition is a bit more severe than others!"

Ye Fan nodded. As long as he could regain his memories, any risk was worth it. To an outsider, losing one’s memory might seem like a release. But to Ye Fan, having no memory was a form of torture.

At that moment, Medicine Saint Xuan stood up and took out several sharp silver needles, preparing to begin the treatment. These silver needles were longer and more rigid than usual, which made Ye Fan suspicious. He was certain these were not ordinary needles.

Just as Medicine Saint Xuan was about to stick the needles into his head, Ye Fan suddenly grabbed his hand.

"What’s wrong?" Medicine Saint Xuan asked in a panic.

Ye Fan stated, "These aren’t silver needles. They’re sharp metal pieces that could kill me. You want to pierce my skull, don’t you?"

Hearing this, Medicine Saint Xuan forced a smile. "You’re mistaken. These are indeed silver needles, just larger ones. Ordinary needles are simply not enough to cure you!"

"No. I’ve studied medicine as well. Do you take me for a fool? These needles are incredibly hard and don’t bend at all. Plus, they have holes in them," Ye Fan retorted. "That means these needles are hollow and must be filled with poison! You think you can deceive me!"

Back when Ye Fan was with the Divine Dragon, he had encountered many practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine and was a medical expert himself. Although he now had amnesia, this knowledge was still imprinted in his mind. He knew what he was looking at.

At this, Medicine Saint Xuan said angrily, "If you think I’m trying to harm you, then find someone else to treat your illness!" He looked absolutely furious.

Suddenly, the door was thrown open, and Ye Qingshan and the Qin Family Patriarch rushed in. They had heard the argument and came to see what was happening.

"Ye Family Patriarch, Qin Family Patriarch, I only came to save this young man out of respect for our old friendship, but he’s ungrateful and accuses me of trying to harm him! I will not treat this illness." Medicine Saint Xuan turned to leave.

But the Qin Family Patriarch pleaded, "Divine Doctor, please stay. He has amnesia right now. If he said anything to offend you, we apologize on his behalf!"

Ye Qingshan chimed in with his own apologies. They truly could not afford to offend Medicine Saint Xuan.

But Ye Fan stood up and said, "There’s a simple way to prove your innocence. Put down the needles and let me examine them to see if there’s really something wrong."

"Hmph! So suspicious. We will meet again!"

Medicine Saint Xuan immediately stormed out, and this time, no amount of pleading could stop him.

But just then, Ye Fan made his move, striking out with his palm. The two patriarchs had no idea why Ye Fan would attack.

Medicine Saint Xuan pulled out three silver needles and flung them at him.

Ye Fan dodged swiftly, and the needles embedded themselves deep in the wall.

Stunned, Medicine Saint Xuan tried to flee, but Ye Fan was already blocking his path.