Old Master Wen had been lying in bed for nearly three years.
His consciousness also remained three years in the past.
He looked at Lu Ye.
He felt as if he had seen him somewhere before but couldn't recall where exactly.
Lu Ye took the old man's hand, "I am Lu Ye, 'Lu' as in 'land', 'Ye' as in 'wild grass.'"
It was his maternal grandparents who had given him this name.
It was meant to symbolize a rebirth, to live like the wild grass.
Lu Ye...
Lu Ye.
Old Master Wen silently repeated the name in his heart.
Why did he feel that this name, and the young man before him, seemed so familiar?
"Lu as in 'land', Ye as in 'wild grass'?" Old Master Wen repeated Lu Ye's name.
"Yes," Lu Ye nodded slightly.
He wanted to ask Old Master Wen more, but since the old man had just woken up and not fully recovered, asking too many questions would surely affect his recuperation.
With that thought, Lu Ye continued, "Rest well. I will come to see you again tomorrow."
Just at that moment.
