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"The goal, of course, is to win this high-stakes game. Your foolish second brother discovered my existence, so naturally he'll be the first to die."

Liu Feiyu clenched his fist instantly.

Thousand Faces didn't care at all; he laughed maniacally, his voice growing louder and louder.

"You're next!"

He pointed at Liu Feiyu, his malice almost tangible.

"After I kill that old bastard, I'll stage your suicide as an act of guilt. Guess who will be the ultimate winner?"

His gaze shifted to Ryu Seung-jun, his smile filled with the thrill of overturning everything.

"Of course it's you, my good employer, the future head of the Liu family, young master Liu Chengjun!"

The hall was deathly silent.

All eyes turned to Liu Chengjun once again.

Veins bulged on Liu Chengjun's temples as he retorted, word by word, "Utter nonsense!"

Liu Feiyu sneered, "Brother, he's gone mad. Why should you care about what he says?"

"you!"

Just as internal strife was about to erupt again, An Changqing's calm voice rang out once more.

"He's gone mad; he's deliberately trying to sow discord among us."

He looked at Qianmian, his voice turning cold: "You still haven't answered my question: how did you get out of the secret room?"

That's the key issue right now.

The laughter of the thousand faces stopped.

His expression turned very strange, filled with confusion: "I...I didn't go into that room."

He clutched his head and screamed in agony.

"After he went in, the door closed! I waited outside the whole time! I didn't go in!"

An Changqing frowned.

"You're lying. Chairman Liu clearly wrote on the note that he discovered Liu Xiao was a fake."

"A note?"

Qianmian froze, then, as if he had just realized something, burst into maniacal laughter, laughing so hard he was doubled over and tears streamed down his face.

His laughter grew weaker and weaker, his body began to convulse violently, and his life force visibly declined.

Long Ao's heavy blow and Chen Guan's mental attack had already destroyed his foundation.

He was clearly no longer capable of doing well.

Just as everyone was preparing to collect his body, his eyes suddenly opened.

In his pupils, madness and chaos vanished without a trace, leaving only a solidified, icy resentment.

He turned his head stiffly, his movement clearly aimed at something.

His gaze swept over everyone present and finally locked onto Ryu Seung-kyun.

"Ryu Seung-kyun".

A thousand faces rang out, no longer ravings of madness, but a calm so composed it sent chills down one's spine.

Everyone in the hall was drawn to this sudden turn of events.

"Do you think that killing me will end our deal?"

Qianmian twitched the corners of his mouth, forcing out a distorted smile.

Liu Chengjun's expression changed; he saw something in those eyes that didn't belong to this madman.

The person behind him...

"I will be in hell."

With each word deliberate and deliberate, Qianmian used his last strength to utter a curse-like final utterance.

"Watching you being devoured bit by bit by Lord Astaroth!"

Astaroth.

When the name was clearly uttered from Qianmian's mouth, a crack finally appeared on Liu Chengjun's icy face.

His outburst was clearly visible to everyone present.

Liu Feiyu crossed his arms and looked at his older brother with great interest, a pleased smile on his lips.

"Brother, he's just a dying madman, how could you take his words seriously?"

His words were like a needle pricking Liu Chengjun's most vulnerable spot.

"Shut up!"

Liu Chengjun shouted sharply, his chest heaving violently.

Anyone cursed by a madman or targeted by a demon would be like this.

Astaroth did not have a good reputation.

An Changqing frowned, realizing that Liu Chengjun's reaction was far too intense.

Chen Guan stood at the back of the crowd, his face calm, but the lazy sneer of Baal echoed in his mind.

"Hehehe, interesting."

"Kid, something's not right."

Baal's voice was full of the pleasure of watching a show.

"This imposter's mind has just been taken over from afar; he's just a puppet."

"I just finished reciting my lines, and now the wire has snapped; I'm going to be thrown away."

The moment Baal finished speaking, the Thousand Faces in reality underwent a terrifying change in their bodies.

His body began to swell abnormally, and dark, twisted demonic patterns emerged beneath his skin, rapidly traversing his surface and radiating an aura of destruction.

"not good!"

Long Ao was the first to shout it out.

"He's going to self-destruct!"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward and blocked everyone's path, and Hong Yuan threw the Tongxuan Turtle onto his head.

She has unlocked the true potential of the Turtle Prime Minister.

boom!

A loud bang exploded in the hall.

The thousand-faced body exploded.

The expected carnage did not occur; instead, his body exploded into a thick black mass that swept outwards.

The energy impacted the barrier of the Mystic Turtle, producing a piercing friction sound, but it could not shake the barrier in the slightest.

The black mist at the center of the explosion did not dissipate immediately.

They surged and twisted, converging in mid-air to form a huge, blurry face.

That face had no features, yet it was full of mockery.

It paused in mid-air for a moment, then turned and looked at Liu Chengjun, who was stunned, behind the barrier.

The face formed by black mist had its corners of its mouth turned upwards, revealing a silent and sinister smile.

That smile held a mockery that saw through everything and a madness that subverted all expectations.

After this action was completed, the giant ghost face slowly dissipated into the air.

As the aftershocks subsided, the hall returned to silence.

Everyone's eyes turned in the same direction without prior agreement.

Liu Chengjun stood there alone, as if all his strength and soul had been drained away.

His eyes were wide open, staring at the spot where the ghostly face had disappeared, his body stiff and motionless.

At this moment, his composure vanished, and his face was as pale as paper.

After a long silence, the deathly stillness in the hall was broken by Liu Chengjun's cold voice.

"Alright, everyone, this farce is over."

He had regained his aloof and unapproachable demeanor; his brief moment of loss of composure seemed like an illusion to everyone else.

Liu Chengjun scanned the entire scene, his gaze finally settling on the charred mark on the ground.

"Thousand Faces was consumed by the power of the demon and died by self-destruction."

He gave a direct conclusion, leaving no room for anyone to refute it.

"All guards, listen up! Seal off the manor. No one is to divulge tonight's events, or else you'll see me in court."

Liu Chengjun's voice carried an absolute sense of control; he forcefully took over the chaos.

He couldn't let the authorities get involved because Liu Feiyu had connections with them.

Once you get involved, it's like getting mud in your crotch.

"Young Master Liu."

An Changqing stepped forward, his gentle face showing a hint of inquiry.

"In his dying words, Thousand Faces mentioned Astaroth and you."

He paused for a moment, his tone still calm: "Your reaction just now clearly showed what it was."

Liu Chengjun's gaze swept towards An Changqing like a knife.

"Is An interrogating me?"

"Just out of curiosity."