Boss Ke's laugh grew increasingly sinister: "Then, you'll forget who you were, what identities you held, and who you knew in the past. Of course, if it doesn't work, three days later, you might just kick the bucket."
"If it works, I'll lose my memory?" Shangguan Xiu hadn't intended to pay attention to the man speaking outside, but upon hearing that the serum could erase his memories if it succeeded, panic gripped him instantly.
He couldn't care less about eternal youth, nor did he care about living for hundreds of years. He wasn't some ancient monster—why would he want to live that long?
But if he lost his memory, would he forget An Xiaomian?
Would he forget their three children?
No… he absolutely wouldn't allow these things to happen!
But at that moment, a sudden and overwhelming pain slammed into his head, as if it were being split in two by a blade.
Shangguan Xiu was completely drained of energy to focus on anyone else and had no strength left to speak.
