"It was that cabbage!"
A second later.
The soul of Xing Fei, nearly scared out of his body by that face without features, snapped back into place. His lips trembled slightly as he managed to squeeze out a sentence through his clenched teeth.
In a daze, he seemed to understand something.
While Xing Fei was in shock.
Yi Lin laughed softly and charged directly at the Faceless Man with her sword drawn.
Shh!
Yi Lin didn't use any fancy skills, her blade carved straight towards the Faceless Man's neck, slashing through the throat.
As Yi Lin took action, Xing Fei's expression darkened, after all, he was an Angel Envoy seasoned in a hundred battles. After his surprise, Xing Fei's hands, clad in pure white gloves, slammed down onto a metal shelf beside him.
The circular patterns on the back of the gloves flashed, and the metal shelf was disassembled and reorganized by the light in a blink of an eye, turning into two exquisite daggers in Xing Fei's hands.
"Alchemy!"
