Bai Ye looked at Li You, who still retained his human emotions and personality, and sighed softly. "You'd be better off not recovering your memories."
"Why?"
"Your memories... hold nothing but despair and pain."
Li You chuckled despite himself, intending to crack a couple of jokes. But as he gazed at Bai Ye's serious expression, his smile slowly faded, and an inexplicable heaviness settled in his heart.
"Brother Ye, I want to know what exactly happened to me."
Bai Ye hid nothing and told him straight out about his tragic life.
Even without recovering his memories, just hearing a few brief descriptions was enough for Li You to feel a thick wave of despair wash over him.
Endless torment from a curse, a century of imprisonment in the Abyss, solitude that bordered on eternity...
Li You fell silent.
He had never considered himself a hero, just a con artist from the wasteland.
He was greedy and afraid of death. He was less brave than Li Xiao, less chivalrous than Xiao Yi, less devoted than Clown, and less forthright than Gao Bancheng.
He was just a nobody from the wasteland, with a little courage, but not much, and a little sense of justice, but not much of that either.
Compared to the others, he seemed to have a little of everything, but only a little. He was more like an ordinary, normal person.
The only extraordinary thing about him was probably...
Bai Ye's earlier words echoed in Li You's mind.
"You're Black King's brother."
Li You abruptly raised his head, a spark returning to his eyes.
That's right. I really am just an ordinary person, but even ordinary people know to repay kindness, to risk their lives for their friends, and to fight against the current when all hope seems lost!