"What? You don't remember anything? Not even your name?" Ziqing's eyes widened as she stared dumbfounded at Liu Qingyang.
Watching Ziqing's astonished expression, Liu Qingyang could only give a bitter smile and shake his head.
Liu Qingyang truly couldn't recall his past, aside from some vague images, he couldn't remember anything.
"As for cultivation, I do remember, but as for people, I can't recall anyone," Liu Qingyang shook his head. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't remember.
"It seems your injuries were too severe, and because you haven't fully recovered, you've lost your memory," Uncle Qin frowned as he spoke.
"Lost my memory?" Liu Qingyang paused slightly, then shrugged: "It doesn't matter. Who knows whether the past was good or bad? If it were something sad, wouldn't that be painful?"
"Big brother, are you really not worried?" Ziqing asked in surprise.