"Faceless?"
Zhang Chen shifted from a poised stance into an attack posture. The other man had entered the room without a sound. Had it not been for Zhang Chen's premonition of danger, he would likely have already been attacked.
The damaged tooth blade was still being repaired by Evil Mouth Elder inside his stomach. Zhang Chen directly reached for the faceless man in the black suit before him. A mouth split open in his right palm, its grayish-white tongue dripping saliva.
The faceless man in the suit watched Zhang Chen pounce toward him and raised his right arm, extending a finger that landed precisely along Zhang Chen's path.
White-haired Zhang Chen's eyes perceived something unusual about the outstretched finger. However, whatever was abnormal within it did not seem sufficient to threaten him. Zhang Chen intended to devour the entire extended right arm first, then gnaw through the man's whole body.
"Crash!"
Yet when the mouth in Zhang Chen's right palm touched the Faceless Man's outstretched finger, it was as though it had struck a smooth, thin mirror.
Glass shattered. But the instant Zhang Chen broke through it, he felt as if his entire body were being bound and constricted. Even his windpipe was restrained, while his soul was torn and suppressed. Unable to breathe, Zhang Chen violently recoiled and slammed heavily into the wall behind him.
"Boom!"
The entire room shook from the impact. Yet the force did not cave in the wall. Instead, it dispersed into energy and was absorbed by the room's special materials. Such a violent collision left no sign of damage.
White-haired Zhang Chen slowly rose from the floor by the wall and shook his head, restoring clarity to his mind.
His white eyes stared strangely at the faceless man in the suit before him. The