บท 297: THE REAL VILLAIN

It felt like a powerful force was continuously pushing from within his head, and Bai Chen could only use both of his hands to hold his head as he felt the unbearable pain. He kept groaning in pain, and when he couldn't hold it in any longer, he would scream as if forgetting that he wasn't in his palace where he was free to do whatever he wanted.

He was currently still in Wu Jinhai's palace, and people outside the pavilion he was staying in could probably hear his screams and think something was wrong with him. But now he couldn't use his brain to think of that possibility as he could only feel how it felt like his brain was exploding from the inside.

"Argh! What happened to my head? Why does it hurt so much?" Bai Chen was still on Wu Jinhai's bed, and he was even lying on his stomach and buried his face in one of the pillows when he could no longer endure the pain.