"Pervert..." The beautiful girl Jingwei rolled her eyes, then said with some concern, "Xiaofeng, are you sure you don't need to see a psychologist again? This hobby of yours could easily develop into antisocial personality disorder. In the end, you'll become the scum of society, end up behind bars in your teens, and ruin your whole life."
Hearing this, Shen Feng nodded and said, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would've forgotten. The hypnosis I first encountered through that psychologist, Gu Yun—I'm fairly proficient at it now. I'll go back and practice on her someday, see just how good my hypnosis really is."
"Are you practicing hypnosis? I think you're clearly lusting after her body!" Jingwei declared righteously as she handed Shen Feng a glass case inset on all four sides, ready to store Kesuer's head.
Shen Feng held Kesuer's head and examined it carefully. His face still bore expressions of relief, unwillingness, and lament from before his death. It was practically a work of art.
Come to think of it, Kesuer had always been cautious. He had secretly developed the entire Purification Society into a colossal organization capable of influencing nearly all human civilization. He was undoubtedly a talented man.
Unfortunately, he had encountered Shen Feng.
But Shen Feng also understood that the death of one Kesuer meant nothing.
To the Whisperers, Kesuer was no different from those ordinary Purifiers. He could be replaced at any time.
After so long, the Purification Society's new chairman had likely already been chosen.
To put an end to all this, he had to completely eliminate the Whisperers hiding behind the scenes.
Shen Feng placed Kesuer's stone head into the glass case, then turned and set it on the bookshelf behind him, beside the black jar containing Yamaguchi Sora's brain.
Kesuer's head no