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"": "Gaps were visible around the eyes and eyelids.
There were traces of black around the mouth and inside it, too.
The nose was slightly crooked, as were the ears.
Though the hair was cropped short, it still stuck out every which way. It lacked the sheen of a normal person's hair, resembling the fur of a dead animal, without a hint of vitality.
"Bin."
The trembling voice rang out again.
"Luo Yong's" voice!
Luo Bin felt an even sharper knife twist in his heart!
This was the source of that hollow feeling.
This was a human skin-Luo Yong's skin!
Wasn't it supposed to be in Yuan Yinxin's hands?
How had it ended up with Yuan Tianshu?
Was Luo Yong's voice coming from his soul, or from something else?
Such as... the person beneath this skin?
A muffled groan escaped Luo Bin, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Xiao Bin."
Another voice came from "Luo Yong's" mouth.
"You never liked listening, even as a child."
The voice sounded slightly aged and unfamiliar, yet still carried a long-lost familiarity.
Yuan Tianshu beamed again.
With a faint rustle, Luo Yong's facial skin was peeled back from the rear of his head, revealing another wrinkled old face.
"You could disobey before, but not now. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."
Those hands clutched Luo Yong's facial skin tightly. Luo Bin almost thought he could hear trembling wails.
A smile appeared on that old face.
It made Luo Bin's breathing grow heavier and his eyes redder.
"I'll enter Wooden Puppet Village."
Luo Bin's voice was unbearably hoarse, filled with unbearable torment.
Yuan Tianshu suddenly laughed.
His laughter was utterly clear, hearty, and delighted!
It formed a stark contrast to Luo Bin!
Then Yuan