Under the mask, the veins on the man’s forehead throbbed. Yet his voice remained steady: "I’m here to ask, has anyone in the Liang family ever died from illness?" Dong Huiying paused in surprise, then looked at Shu Yu. Shu Yu looked baffled, why was she looking at him like that? He’s fine now, although he caused a fuss last night by sleeping on the floor and catching a small illness, this ailment is much better than his frail body before. Dong Huiying’s eyes flashed, then she slowly asked, "Does it matter if they have or haven’t? To you, they are just strangers now. Whether they are alive or... does it affect you?" He had a slight frown, "Affect?" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "I was just asking casually." Clearly, he came specifically for this matter, yet now with one sentence, he overturned what he said before. He turned his head as he walked, suddenly a hand reached towards his back as if wanting to push him, he coldly turned his head back. Shu Yu showed no signs of embarrassment, but turned slightly, picking an especially good angle. "I just wanted to remind you, Sir, as City Lord, your identity is esteemed, be careful of those nails outside." The man frowned briefly, then turned around—bang! He bumped his head against the door frame. Shu Yu, having succeeded in his prank, laughed cheerfully. His positioning earlier was very calculated, being able to see his elder brother make a fool of himself, made life worthwhile. Under the mask, the man’s face tinged green, and he secretly made a mental note of this incident. This was a petty person, using some tricks that couldn’t be shown openly, because he had been too careless. He frowned, glanced at Shu Yu, then walked away with a flick of his hand. Shu Yu was in a great mood, watching the man avoid those nails as he returned to the Bell Tower, he smirked, but when he turned around, he saw the master sitting on the stool with a peculiar expression. "You really are...childish!" Shu Yu sniffed, clearing his blocked nose, "It’s his own stupidity." After losing his memory, elder brother’s guard wasn’t as heavy as before, he was almost like another person. If it was the elder brother from before, whether it was these small tricks or major events, the two could be equally matched. Shu Yu chuckled, the current elder brother no longer qualified to be his opponent, it’s truly lonely. Just then, a major event happened in Mist Capital. Someone died at Lu Yinyin’s hands. It was rumored that the person discovered Lu Yinyin and intended to inform Tie Yi and others, but was killed by Lu Yinyin to silence him. This incident instantly caused panic throughout Mist Capital. People viewed the unnamed City Lord as a divine figure, and in their unease, they gathered beneath the Bell Tower. Liang Shuyu also heard of this matter, he and the master pushed open the window, watching the scene. They saw the man wearing a mask come out of the Bell Tower. Afterwards, the man swiftly calmed the people, then summoned Tie Yi and others to redeploy. Shu Yu didn’t know the details, but then watching the actions of Tie Yi and others, he gradually guessed the man’s intentions. He thought, he must take back his previous words. His elder brother, even after losing his memory, was still a formidable figure. In terms of intelligence, whether before or after amnesia, he was more than qualified to be his opponent. Except this person, despite losing memory, subconsciously did not guard himself in front of himself and the master. He simply didn’t guard against them. But in other matters, regarding other people, he still handled things very well. That night, atop the Bell Tower, the man dreamt once again.