"Are you serious?"
"Do you think this is the time for joking?"
"This is my ancestor's face skin."
"You're not exactly a filial son."
"I can barely preserve my sense of self when using my ancestor's face skin because of my ancestral bloodline. As an outsider, if you put it on, you'll get lost."
"You don't need to worry about that, just hand it over."
"Because this place was constructed by my ancestor's arrangement, his face skin holds special significance and effects here. It will cause disruptions in the rules, attracting much chaos to join in..."
"Will you give it or not."
"I will!"
Li Zhiyuan knew that as long as he spoke, the other party would surely comply.
Controlling a person's heart, in essence, is first understanding what they really want deep down, and then weaving a dream for them to achieve it.
In such a situation, even if you tire of lying, they'll actually help you deceive themselves.
The Faceless Man began to tear at the upper half of his face.
