Pain.
Agonizing pain.
Agonizing pain that seeped into his bones and penetrated his soul.
Luo Baishan felt as though his consciousness were being subjected to a torture that tore him limb from limb, with all the pain erupting at once.
Even he.
Found it difficult to withstand such agony.
He could not help letting out a shrill scream.
"Damn it!"
"What was that?"
Just as he was about to extinguish the light and pierce through the darkness.
He saw the figure carrying the lantern.
It actually moved.
Without the slightest warning, it suddenly turned a full hundred and eighty degrees, changing in the blink of an eye from facing away from him to facing him.
He might have seen the person's face clearly.
Or perhaps he had not.
He could not be sure.
His memories had already grown hazy.
The instant he saw that person's face, all the pain came surging in like a frenzy.
"Grand Steward!"
The guards in the hall were horrified.
They rushed forward.
Wanting to check on him.
"Get lost!"
Luo Baishan loudly rebuked his subordinates, refusing to let them approach.
Any physical contact.
Might worsen his condition.
He could only lie on the ground, silently enduring the excruciating pain and waiting for it to slowly fade.
He knew.
His consciousness had suffered a severe blow.
"Damn it!"
"It was only one glance... What in the world was that..."
Luo Baishan was terrified inside.
But he did not dare think too deeply about it.
Because the slightest thought immediately doubled the pain.
It was unbearable.
"You're still going to the Yuzhou Governor's Manor?" Mo Qingying asked in surprise.
"Of course."
"I still haven't obtained the Soul Gathering Mirror."
Jiang Qiao said.
"Do you have anything similar? If you do, then I won't go. We can