C358 Only after being wasted

Dongfang Wenshui's expression kept changing. After a long time, he reached out to grab the book in Little Yuanzi's hand, and just as his fingers were about to touch the book, a sharp pain suddenly came from both his temples. It was as if a steel needle had pierced through it.

Mu Qianxue noticed that his expression wasn't right and asked in concern, "Your Majesty