Chapter 1221

The red clothed man opened his mouth and a low and beautiful voice rang out.

"They disappeared. Naturally, they disappeared from this world. Only the dead will not reveal my secret. In this world, everyone who sees my true face will end up like this."

His voice was clearly moving, but Zhao Rong Junzhu felt a chill crawl up her back.

She had always been fearless, but when she saw the pool of blood on the ground, she actually shivered.

"What … what do you mean …"

Seeing the red clothed man slowly walk closer, Zhao Rong Princess couldn't help but step back. Even she didn't realize that her tongue was shaking and her voice was shaking.

The red clothed man's smile became even brighter.

"Princess, are you afraid of me?"

"What a joke! I, I am not afraid of anything, why would I be afraid of you? " Princess Zhao Rong immediately raised her chin and replied with an arrogant expression. However, her slightly trembling legs betrayed her.

The red clothed man's gaze landed on her trembling skirt. His slender and white fingers lightly brushed across his face and he once again revealed a smile that could turn all living things upside down.

"Your Highness, do you think that the face you see is my true face? Could it be that you've forgotten this young master's elegant title? "

He winked.

"Young, young, young master Thousand Faces …" Zhao Rong Princess murmured. She shook her shoulders and felt that her courage had returned.

Yes, what was she afraid of? She didn't see his true face, he wouldn't take her life.

"What's more, Your Highness is my sugar daddy. Have you forgotten the rules of our Purple Heaven Pavilion? We have never acted against our customers, so Your Highness can be at ease. Even if you see this young master's true appearance, this young master will definitely not lay a finger on you. "

The red clothed man said with a smile.

Zhao Rong Princess let out a breath and forced a smile, "Young Master Thousand Faces is very skilled. I don't know what martial art you used just now. In the blink of an eye, you took the lives of those stupid pigs. Not even their corpses were left and they turned into a pool of blood."

Her gaze landed on the clothes and jewelry that were soaked in the blood and she couldn't help but shiver.

This faint red mist was truly powerful and mercilessly hurt people. If it had landed on her body, she probably would've become a pool of blood as well.

She felt a lingering fear in her heart, and when she looked at the red-robed man, her gaze became even more respectful. She deeply regretted that her attitude towards him was not respectful enough.

"You mean that? It's just something fun. It's called Beauty Fog. It's not a powerful martial art. You haven't seen my power yet. "The red clothed man smiled innocently.

But Zhao Rong Princess looked at him as if she was looking at a demon from hell. Her eyes were filled with deep fear.

Such a powerful hidden weapon and he said it wasn't powerful? Then how terrifying would the truly powerful thing be?

However, the stronger he was, the more advantageous it would be for her, right?

Zhao Rong Junzhu reacted and opened her mouth, revealing a sweet and moving smile.

"Young Master Thousand Faces is so powerful. I really didn't find the wrong person. I believe that you will definitely be able to successfully complete my task. I will wait for the good news in the manor," she said with a smile.

She subtly asked him to leave, thinking that it would be better to get rid of this god of plague in front of her as soon as possible.