"Silvermoon, have you awakened?" Han Li was momentarily stunned and then pleased, but he still maintained a calm voice as he asked.
"Yes, I just woke up when Master walked into the grand hall. Years of recovery have only allowed me to barely wake up, I'm afraid I won't be able to assist Master in other ways," Silvermoon said slowly.
"Your Divine Sense wasn't damaged, was it?"
Although it seemed like there was no issue, Han Li faintly sensed that something was amiss with Silvermoon's emotions and couldn't help but frown as he asked.
"It's fine, this sleep simply allowed me to recover a small part of my memories, I'm just not quite used to it yet," Silvermoon replied with a forced smile.
"Recovered some memories?" Han Li's eyebrows raised slightly, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, I just feel that my past is very distant, as if it belongs to someone else. But most of my memories are still unrecoverable," Silvermoon sighed softly, seemingly a bit melancholic.
