HSSSS—!
The moment Qin Fan's fingers touched Chen Tiansheng's head, the latter felt an agonizing pain erupt from his mind, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at it from within. In the next second, his head felt as though it would explode!
"Ah! No, no, no!"
He had been struggling to speak, but under Qin Fan's grasp, the gnawing torment stimulated his nerves. As if in a final resurgence of life, he screamed hysterically, his energy amplified a hundredfold. If his hands weren't bound, he would have instinctively clutched his head and torn at his hair.
As if he hadn't heard Chen Tiansheng's shrill screams, Qin Fan closed his eyes. He channeled his True Qi into Chen Tiansheng's sea of consciousness and began sifting through his memory fragments with his Divine Sense.
While quickly filtering through them, he paused when he found a memory of Chen Tiansheng kneeling behind a man. In this memory space, Chen Tiansheng was on his knees, respectfully calling out, "Boss! Boss!"
