A Complete Recovery of His Memories

"Ouch! It hurts!" Duan Ling Tian's hands gripped his head which felt like it was being split into half as a beast-like growl escaped from his mouth. At that moment, he seemed like a wounded animal.

Suddenly, he was sweating as though it was raining.

Clack! Clack! Clack!

…

Duan Ling Tian's teeth kept chattering and making strange sounds that would creep out anyone who heard it.

"Rascal?"

"Young Master?"

Li Fei and Ke'er stood aside, feeling anxious because they did not know what possessed him, but they did not dare to act rashly. They could only look at him worriedly.

Their hearts ached when they looked at him sweltering profusely. He obviously seemed to be in extreme pain. If the pain could be transferred, they would not have hesitated to shift their man's pain to themselves and not let him suffer.

Currently, one scene after another flashed in Duan Ling Tian's mind. Those scenes were fragments of his past memories. He could not help but growl in a low voice.