The Face Behind the Golden Mask

When they arrived at the Duke's Manor, the Sword God and the Night God sighed in their hearts. The ride today actually felt like taking a viking ride. It was simply too exciting!

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In the Duke's Manor, the Healer and Netherworld got out of the car. It was still the head of the bodyguards who had come last time. After the metal detector's scan, the head of the bodyguards said to Netherworld, "According to the rules, you need to take off your mask."

Feng Qing turned around, afraid that the Netherworld would attack him without a word. However, she did not expect that Netherworld would actually take off his mask.

"Hiss…" Feng Qing gasped.

What kind of face was this? She wanted to ask the instructor what he had experienced and why his face looked like it had been disfigured. His square face was covered in scars from gunshots and fire, and his right cheek was as bumpy as a beehive. It was disgusting to look at.