Erasing the memories of an ordinary person was simple, but to do the same to a cultivator’s memories in her consciousness field was an extraordinarily challenging feat. It was extremely draining.
Several hours later, Jared finally stopped, completely drenched in sweat.
“I’ve already erased Ms. Giuvali’s memories, Old Mr. Giuvali. We’ll only know whether I managed to retain her most fundamental memories when she wakes up...”
After he had finished speaking, he plopped down onto the chair. He was truly exhausted, drained to the core.
At the sight of Jared so weary, Misho looked at him with gratitude written all over his face. “Thank you, Mr. Chance. Regardless of whether Izolda recognizes me, I will always be there for her!”
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