Just like that, over the next three days, I was practically inseparable from Master Hong, receiving an intensive crash course from him on Mystic Sect affairs and related basics.
He dragged out a small white board from goodness knows where, drawing and writing on it just like in a classroom. Whenever it filled up, he would wipe it clean, seeming eager to impart every single piece of knowledge stored in his brain to me.
Although I understood almost nothing of it, the mere thought of my lost memories made me grit my teeth and commit every bit of knowledge to heart.
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