When the entire net tightly wrapped around the face of the Thousand-faced Man, his face was squeezed by the net into tiny lumps, resembling mosquito bites. The urge to pierce them with a needle was truly tempting.
Su Xuan took out a small knife and waved it in front of the Thousand-faced Man, then spoke.
"If I completely carve away your pretty boy face, I wonder if you'll still be able to switch faces. Honestly, I'm quite curious about it."
"You... If you have the guts, just kill me. If I even flinch, I'm not a hero!"
Thousand-faced Man wished for death now. Su Xuan, this damned creature, had previously made him experience unprecedented fear. That time, killing so many people and even cutting off his own arm, it truly terrified him deep down.
