Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

"Then how did you become the Holy Lady of the Heavenly Medicine Sect?" Wei Shao continued to ask.

Zhao Zhizhi did not avoid Wei Shao's question. She said calmly: "That was when I was rescued by the sect master after I lost my memory. Later, the sect master discovered that I had special medical talents, so he taught and trained me to become a saint of the Heavenly Medicine Sect."

After hearing this, Wei Shao's doubts were finally answered. It turns out that Zhao Zhizhi lost his memory and was rescued by the Heavenly Medicine Sect, thus starting a new life.

To her, he was just a distant past, a forgotten memory. He looked at Zhao Zhizhi silently, and the pain in his heart gradually subsided.

"I understand," he whispered. "Thank you for telling me this."

Zhao Zhizhi looked at Wei Shao's sad expression and couldn't help feeling a little apologetic. She knew that she had caused trouble to Wei Shao, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Uncle, I'm sorry to disappoint you." She said softly, "If you need help, I will do my best."

Wei Shao smiled slightly: "No need, Lady Saint. I have found the person I am looking for."

He turned around and walked away slowly.

Although he felt a little disappointed, he also understood something. It turns out that Zhao Zhizhi has started a new life, and he also has to face his past.

However, deep in Wei Shao's heart, he still couldn't let go of his feelings for Zhao Zhizhi.

He knew that he couldn't leave her, couldn't let her be alone.

So, he made a decision that he would stay here, guarding Zhao Zhizhi secretly, waiting for her to regain her memory one day, and they could go back to their old days again.

Wei Shao originally thought that everything would be as peaceful as before.

However, it is not. He discovered that there was a person in the Tianyi Sect who had been approaching Zhao Zhizhi.

Wei Shao's heart tightened, he knew that this man had plans for Zhao Zhizhi. So, he decided to take action to protect Zhao Zhizhi.

As usual, Wu Sheng led a team of people to block Zhao Zhizhi's way.

Wu Sheng looked at Zhao Zhizhi with a joking smile on his face: "Saint Girl, where are you going?"

Zhao Zhizhi didn't want to pay attention to them, she wanted to go around them and leave.

However, Wu Sheng and the others kept standing in front of her, refusing to let her pass.

Zhao Zhizhi felt a little angry. She knew that these people did this intentionally.

Wei Shao walked over with his back bent. He looked at Wu Sheng and the others and said firmly: "You must not be disrespectful to the Holy Lady!"

Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was full of power.

Wu Sheng looked at Wei Shao and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Why do you care about us? Who do you think you are?"

Wei Shao didn't answer his words. He just stood there silently, looking at Wu Sheng and the others with indifferent eyes.

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to protect Zhao Zhizhi.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at Wei Shao, and a warm current surged in her heart. Although she lost her memory, she could feel Wei Shao's care and protection for her.

"If you continue to block my way, I will let the Great Elder deal with you."

Her words made Wu Sheng and others feel uneasy, as if the great elder's serious face appeared before their eyes. They knew what consequences they would face if this great elder really showed up.

Wu Sheng frowned, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes. The companions beside him also looked solemn, obviously thinking about how to get out of this predicament.

They snorted coldly and disdainfully, as if to tell Zhao Zhizhi that they did not share her concerns.

Then, they turned and left, with a hint of determination in their backs.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at their leaving figures, shook his head and smiled.

She turned her head and thanked the old man who had just helped her out: "Old man, thank you for your help just now." Her voice was full of sincerity, and her clear eyes shone with gratitude.

When Wei Shao heard Zhao Zhizhi's thanks, he just nodded slightly.

His hoarse voice revealed a sense of vicissitudes of life: "You're welcome, Lady Saint. If those people are bullying you, you must stop being so kind."

There was a deep concern in his eyes, as if telling Zhao Zhizhi that the world is not all kind and beautiful.

Zhao Zhizhi nodded silently, she understood the meaning of Wei Shao's words.

Just when she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped.

She took out a bottle of elixir from her pocket and handed it to Wei Shao: "Old man, keep this. It's good for your health." Her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of breaking the tranquility.

Wei Shao looked at the elixir in her hand with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He understood how precious this elixir was to ordinary people.

He took the elixir and was filled with emotion.

Zhao Zhizhi turned and left, his back looking particularly lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Wei Shao watched her retreating back and muttered silently in his heart: "Zhi Zhi, I hope everything is safe for you."

The hustle and bustle around him gradually dissipated, and Wei Shao held the bottle of elixir in his hands, thinking a lot.

However, Zhao Zhizhi had just left, and Wu Sheng suddenly returned secretly with someone.

Wu Sheng had a sinister smile on his face, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand, and a group of thugs behind him immediately rushed forward, charging toward Wei Shao menacingly.

"You damn old man, how dare you mess up my affairs!" Wu Sheng roared angrily, looking fierce, "I want you to look good today!"

Wei Shao looked at them coldly, without the slightest fear. He stood there like an old pine that had gone through wind and rain but remained tenacious.

There was a chill in his eyes, as if it could freeze life to death.

Wu Sheng's thugs swarmed up and attacked Wei Shao fiercely.

However, what is surprising is that Wei Shao's originally stooped body suddenly returned to normal, his movements became extremely agile, and his figure was erratic and unpredictable.

His eyes were sharp, revealing a strong murderous aura, like an enraged tiger.

After a few fights, Wu Sheng's thugs fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

They all had expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they had seen something incredible.

Wu Sheng looked at all this in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

He opened his mouth wide, but no words came out. He realized that his previous judgment of Wei Shao was completely wrong. This person was by no means an easy person.

"You...you are not the old man before!" someone exclaimed.

Wei Shao smiled coldly, his voice was hoarse and low, like a roar from hell.

He approached Wu Sheng step by step, making him feel an invisible pressure.

"Then who do you think I am?" Wei Shao asked in a low voice, with a hint of threat in his tone.