"Where is this place? Who are you? Why don't I remember anything?" Jiang Xing looked in panic at the messy ruins and the menacing group of people ahead.
"Fuck, don't try to lie to me about amnesia again! Come on, big guy, and fuck your father for being such a bitch!"
So Jiang Xing lived a life of being beaten and killed by enemies and ghosts while having to search for his memory at the same time.
Intention: There must be a cause and a result