I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 159 1.11 5 The Hall of Amnesia
As Mu Yegui cleaned the guest room, she pondered the look that person had given her earlier.

That person must know her.

From their words, we can tell that they are the so-called distinguished guests, and there are eight rooms, which means there are eight people.

“Eight people…” Mu Ye lowered his eyes, gripped the bed sheet with both hands and remained silent for a long time before smoothing it out and starting to wipe the vase.

The east wing is the guest room area. If the next eight VIP guests check in, the probability of running into her will increase to 80%, because her room is in the east wing. However, she has deliberately separated these eight guest rooms from her own.

However, no one knows who arranged her room, because no matter which way you take, you always end up passing by her door.

Mu Yegui looked up at the wall clock. It was eight o'clock in the morning. It didn't seem difficult to finish cleaning the eight rooms before three o'clock in the afternoon.

A gentle knock sounded on the door.

Mu Yegui was slightly taken aback. She had clearly put up a sign on the door that said "Undergoing Preparations," so why would someone come knocking at this time?

Before she could do anything, there was a loud thud as the door was kicked open, followed by a heavy thud.

A man dressed in a black robe lay on the ground, his long, ink-black hair resembling a blooming ink lotus. Because he was lying face down, Mu Yegui could only see the back of his head and could not make out his face clearly.

However, the material and style of his clothes were exactly the same as the man in the pale green clothes who was waving a fan that we had just seen on the road.

Mu Yegui glanced around the door a few times, and after seeing no one, grabbed the man by the back of his collar with one hand and pulled him inside.

Turn him over, his handsome, flawless face flushed slightly, his eyes closed with only his long, curled eyelashes fluttering slightly.

The smell of alcohol is so strong...

It's obvious without guessing that this person is completely drunk, although it's unclear how he got through it.

The belt around his waist was tied haphazardly. Because of Mu Yegui's action of pulling him in by the back of his collar, the robe was slightly open, revealing a large, eerie black totem on his muscular left chest and abdomen. Upon closer inspection, it was a monster with a human face and a sheep's body.

After dragging him inside and clearing a path, Mu Yegui ignored him and picked up the vase to wipe it clean again, which hadn't been cleaned before.

"Water..." came the man's low, hoarse voice.

His cool, silver eyes glanced at it briefly, then turned his gaze to the filthy water that had turned black beside him, his eyes deep as if he were considering whether or not to give him water.

In the end, she decided to ignore this person.

Dragging someone in was already outside her job scope, and taking care of someone else was simply impossible for her; she had seven other rooms to clean and didn't have the time.

After cleaning the room, Mu Yegui grabbed the man by the collar with her tools and dragged him out.

A clean room must be free of any trash, and the street must also be free of trash.

So she dragged the man to another guest room that needed cleaning, threw him haphazardly in a corner, and started cleaning herself.

About half an hour later, the man seemed to finally wake up.

He groggily got up, his low, hoarse voice thick with nasal tone, and said, "I want to drink water."

"No." Mu Yegui glanced at the increasingly dark water in the bucket and said slowly. "So thirsty..." the man murmured, swaying as he stood up as if trying to find water himself, but he went in the wrong direction and bumped into a wall.

The man rubbed his nose, his brow furrowed, but he still hadn't regained consciousness. The wall, however, had a small dent from the impact.
The man suddenly sat down on the ground, slightly opening his long, narrow, dark purple phoenix eyes, and called out to Mu Yegui, "I want to drink water." His low, husky, magnetic voice had a slightly coquettish nasal tone, as if you were the whole world he depended on.

Mu Yegui walked up to him and stared at him intently.

"What's wrong?" The man tilted his head and looked at Mu Yegui, seemingly not understanding what she meant.

"There's no water, go find some yourself," the soft, sweet little voice said earnestly.

“But I want to drink…” The man lowered his eyes and looked down at his hands, his long, slender, white middle finger adorned with a deep black gemstone.

"Even in my dreams, am I someone you've abandoned...?" His voice was filled with loss and sorrow, and his long, narrow, dark purple phoenix eyes were now dull and lifeless, as if he were lost in memories.

"No matter what, you only have eyes for Adele and Cheshire. No matter what I do, I never get any special treatment from you. In the end, I was the first one you dismissed like that, and I was the last to know when something happened to you. What am I to you...?"

He was like a child who couldn't get candy, yet even so, there wasn't a trace of resentment in his tone.

Even if he's disliked or ignored, he still likes you and just wants to play with you, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Mu Yegui watched as the man became lost in sad memories. She turned to leave so as not to disturb him, but her wrist was grabbed by the man.

She paused slightly, her cool silver eyes showing a hint of confusion.

The man looked up at him with his beautiful, dark purple phoenix eyes. If the eyes were the windows to the soul, those eyes were not only beautiful and captivating, but also pure and clear, truly as clean as a newborn baby's.

The man suddenly released Mu Yegui's hand. He lowered his head, his face slightly flushed. He hid his hand behind his back and wiped it on his clothes several times, saying softly, "My hands are a little dirty. I'm sorry, I didn't get your clothes dirty, did I?"

His tone carried a hint of self-loathing and panic, but more than anything, it was cautious.

Mu Yegui didn't understand why the man would behave this way. She didn't know him and only thought that she shouldn't have messed up the cleaned guest room, so she dragged him along.

Could this person still be drunk and have mistaken her for someone else?
As I just mentioned, 'even in a dream,' which means he's confused dreams with reality.

Thinking of this, Mu Yegui took out a handkerchief from her pocket, knelt on one knee in front of him, picked up the hand that was hidden behind his back, and carefully wiped it with the handkerchief. She did the same to the other hand.

After finishing all this, she looked at the man expressionlessly and said slowly, "Now that it's clean, I should get back to work."

She placed the brand-new white handkerchief she had just received into the man's palm and continued wiping the vase.

But in my heart I was thinking that time had been wasted for too long, and I didn't know if I could finish the task before 3 p.m.

She still needs to investigate the castle's layout later...

The man looked down at the brand-new white handkerchief in his hand, his long, narrow, dark purple phoenix eyes deep and unfathomable.

He whispered a few words, but no one heard him.

Almost everyone knows who he is.

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