The Macaque Boss hurled the scroll away as though terrified.
Zhao Xun caught it with quick reflexes.
Once the scroll left its hands, the Macaque Boss's expression eased considerably. It no longer looked as pained as before.
Realizing this would not be resolved in a minute or two, Zhao Xun summoned Orangutan to guard the stone chamber's entrance, just in case the Frog Prince suddenly appeared.
He had not forgotten that this place was within the frog barrier, which the Frog Prince could enter and leave.
Once the guard was in place, Zhao Xun looked back at the Macaque Boss and asked, "What's wrong? Does your head hurt?"
The Macaque Boss lowered the hands clutching its head and stared apprehensively at the scroll in Zhao Xun's hand. "When I tried to tear off that piece of paper, it felt like something stabbed a needle into my brain. Then my head started swimming and throbbing, and the pain got worse."
"Even after you let go of the sealing paper, it didn't get any better while you were still holding the scroll?" Zhao Xun pressed.
"Yes." The Macaque Boss rubbed its head again, still visibly shaken.
Zhao Xun stared at the scroll in his hand, lost in thought.
Judging by what had just happened, the Macaque Boss had only held on for two seconds before pulling its hand away, but the pain had not eased.
Only after it threw the scroll away did it gradually recover.
Yet it had felt no pain when it first picked up the scroll, and Zhao Xun felt no discomfort holding it now.
In other words, the scroll only attacked once someone touched its seal.
But once the attack began, it would only stop if they let go of the scroll.
He simply did not know whether