"Ouch!" Lin Yun suddenly clutched his head, his face contorted in pain.,Pain, a splitting headache. Memories surged forward, forcefully. Images flashed like in a movie, fast and relentless.,Su Ziyao took out her handkerchief and wiped the sword from hilt to point. This action caused Lin Yun to frown slightly. The goodwill he had for the previous owner vanished completely.。