บท 643: Waking Saint

The young master was walking away from the room after enjoying the young bride when he felt his brain set afire. He fell to his knees and cried out as loud as he could. His voice reached the entire mansion. All who heard his pained roar felt as though they had finally experienced the most painful event in their lives.

The young man rolled on the floor as he kicked and spat saliva in all directions.

He clasped his head and prayed to all the gods that this pain came to an end. He did not even care whether the only way to stop this pain was his death. He just wanted it to stop and he was willing to pay any price. The moment his will fell to the excruciating pain; the young man's soul was engulfed by another.