Although Le Yu had long known that none of the sword scabbards bold enough to participate in the Sword Quest for Succession were good people—Mad Face Swordsman Nieruo, Youth God General Mietangya, Instant Annihilator "Yin," Stalker Cai Nü, Beast Tamer Furo, Blood Drinker Qin Leyin...
But he had never expected a profession like "Face Peeler" to appear in this game as well. It genuinely caught him off guard. Even if Thousand Faces was extremely useful, wouldn't the people hiring him from behind the scenes be afraid—
"Hey, hey, hey, what's with those looks?" Thousand Faces tilted his head. "None of you are good people, are you? Why are you looking at me with such rejection, as if I'm some inferior species compared to you?"
"In fact, that's exactly what you are," Nieruo said flatly. "I've cut down countless scoundrels beneath my blade, but I've never committed such a vicious, filthy deed as stripping a young girl of her face."
"Vicious, filthy deed?" Thousand Faces folded his arms. "I'm touched. You actually think killing people is more refined and clean than what I do."
"Wait." Le Yu suddenly realized a loophole. "Even if you stripped Shang Lingyi's face, the Shang family should be a wealthy and powerful clan. With their financial resources, hiring a few physicians to restore her face should be easy, shouldn't it?"
Someone like Shi Wen, who had suffered severe burns across his entire body and nearly turned into charcoal, could now become a scarred, spirited young man. Compared to that, losing one's facial skin should be nothing more than a minor procedure in the hands of Huiyao physicians, whose technology tree had taken such a strange turn.
"Pay attention to my wording, Teacher Qin," Thousand Faces said with a smile. "I said she 'lost' her face. This