[Do you want to know all the causes and consequences? Take this pill, I've stored everything in the Memory-Returning Pill.]
Lin Yuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, not needing to see the handwriting that was almost identical to his own. Just this highly discordant statement alone was enough to make Lin Yuan certain; either a second transmigrator had appeared in this world,
or this letter was indeed written by his own hand.
"Quite interesting,"
The situation was becoming increasingly confusing.
To say that he had lost his memories of the past, in fact, he had already traveled through time thousands of years ago and had been causing turmoil in the Cultivation World, even creating the existence known as Remnant Consciousness Whisper.
This was absurd, but it was logical and completely explainable.
But what was the deal with this Memory-Returning Pill?
