Chapter 2296 - The Rotten Wood Art! (1/2)

The problems in the capital were far more serious than first thought.

Zhang Que recognized Old Eagle, but he didn’t recognize Wang Chong. Something like this was simply unimaginable.

Moreover, when Zhang Que talked to Old Eagle, he said that he should have been out on the frontier, but they had gone to Sindhu. Zhang Que should have known all about this.

Was Zhang Que working with everyone else to play some terrible joke on their liege before his wedding? Considering Zhang Que’s personality, they could basically rule that out. As for the second possibility…

Young Master Qingyang and Li Siye glanced at each other, their faces turning grave.

“Heheh, Zhang Que, do you recognize me?” Young Master Qingyang asked, smiling as he stepped up.

As he spoke, Young Master Qingyang stared hard at Zhang Que, trying to catch every one of his movements.

Zhang Que smiled and casually said, “Heheh, aren’t you Young Master Qingyang? We’ve met each other a few times, so how could I forget you?” His tone when he spoke to Young Master Qingyang was clearly much warmer.

But this only made the mood even weirder.

Zhang Que recognized Old Eagle and recognized him, but he did not recognize Wang Chong. Moreover, just like how Old Eagle was supposedly on the frontier, while Zhang Que recognized them, he understood their circumstances to be completely different.

From Zhang Que’s tone, he and Young Master Qingyang were mere acquaintances, but in reality, Young Master Qingyang was one of Wang Chong’s important subordinates and one of the most trusted aides in the estate.

Young Master Qingyang used a message transmission technique to whisper into Wang Chong’s ears, “Your Highness, this is bad. Zhang Que’s memories have been heavily altered. The entire King of Foreign Lands Residence– no, perhaps even the entire capital might have had their memories modified.”

“Mm.”

Wang Chong subtly nodded.

He had begun to suspect this when he saw that young lady distributing candies at the gate, let alone now. The only things Wang Chong wanted to know right now were who had done this and why they had done it.

If it was an enemy, why had they not just killed Zhang Que and the others rather than resort to a method like this?

Wang Chong used his Psychic Energy to connect their minds. “Qingyang, Old Eagle, Siye, bide our time for now. Let’s not alarm the snake until we’ve finished our investigation.

“Old Eagle, calm Zhang Que and enter the residence. I need you to gather more information.”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

The three of them exchanged glances and quickly reached an agreement.

Once everything was handled, Wang Chong smiled, stepped forward, and gave Zhang Que a profound glance. “Zhang Que, do you really not recognize me?”

“Heh, this good sir…”

Zhang Que grinned. Just when he was about to say ‘no’, he heard something flabbergasting.

“Do you still keep that ‘Art of War Chess’ book in that jade pillow and sleep with it every night?”

These words set off massive waves in Zhang Que’s mind, and Zhang Que looked in shock at this fellow that his master had brought.

That ‘Art of War Chess’ was his most valuable possession, and he had even crafted a jade pillow with a secret compartment in which he kept the book, sleeping on it every night.

This was a secret that he had never even told his master. How had this friend his master had brought with him from outside know about it?

Wang Chong looked at Zhang Que and asked, “Do you remember who gifted you that book?”

Boom!

Zhang Que’s mind was thrown into disarray, as if thunder had exploded within it. Countless fragments of memories exploded out of his mind like an erupting volcano.

“You’re–”

Zhang Que covered his head with his arms and staggered back several steps, his brow furrowing in pain.

The ‘Art of War Chess’ was his most precious possession, but why did he consider it so important? He had never been much of a reader.

Moreover, why was it that he didn’t remember who had sent him something so important and where it had come from?

Numerous memories rushed into his mind.

“Wait, who are you…

“Why do I feel like I’ve met you before…”

As Zhang Que looked at Wang Chong, his face was stricken with pain and confusion.

Seeing this, Wang Chong sighed. Flicking his finger, he sent a surreptitious sliver of energy into Zhang Que to soothe the pain in his mind.

Young Master Qingyang and the others all had complicated expressions on their faces.

They naturally knew where he had gotten the ‘Art of War Chess’ from. Wang Chong had personally written it, and while several editions had been printed, Wang Chong had gifted the first edition to Zhang Que. Zhang Que had naturally valued it as a supreme treasure.

Though the memories of Wang Chong in Zhang Que’s mind had been wiped away, he still instinctively kept the gift Wang Chong had given him.

No matter who was controlling everything, it was impossible to be absolutely flawless.