He auctioned off the incomplete stone tablet for one purpose—
To bait the knowledgeable.
Find the buyer. Follow silently. Kill at the perfect moment. Retrieve the stone tablet. Extract all secrets the fool possessed.
With strength at the middle stage of Upper Supreme, Thousand Faces believed he reigned supreme across the entire Skyreach Territory.
Who could possibly resist him?
Who could escape after being marked by him?
No one.
Even Iris, who wielded a divine weapon, might not escape a sudden assassination from him.
After all—
Thousand Faces was a man built entirely of deception, tricks, and hidden trump cards.
A creature who survived by killing and surviving what should have killed him.
Killing the target while gaining information—
Truly killing two birds with one stone.
Thousand Faces was vicious.
Cunning.
Sinister.
Insidious to the extreme.
"You're quite clever," he chuckled behind the ghost mask.
