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"You're really beautiful, but you're just a little more handsome than the average man, and it's not funny." Allure doesn't understand why the King of a Thousand Faces is so arrogant, his appearance is even more stunning than the most beautiful woman in the world, the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows is dotted with a more enchanting brilliance than a woman, although it is indeed not very masculine like a man, but this kind of feminine beauty can only be praised.

"You're the first to praise me." The King of Thousand Faces was a little moved, walked side by side with Allure, and opened the conversation: "Since I was born, I have been called an ominous person, a boy and a girl, in the Zhou Kingdom, it is a very shameful thing, so I was raised as a girl until I was five years old, and finally I was abandoned by my family." ”

"I have heard of the tradition of the Zhou Kingdom, where even women can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, if men are more feminine than women, they will indeed be looked down upon, but in Yasukuni, your appearance should still be accepted by everyone." Allure recalled that in Yasukuni, there really wasn't a man who was looked down upon because of his appearance.

"It's a pity that I was born in the Zhou Kingdom, this cinnabar, since I can remember, has been my nightmare, no one will play with me, they will scold me for having a beautiful mole, I have dug this place dozens of times with my hands, but after healing, this cinnabar has not only not disappeared, but has become more red." Saying this, the King of Thousand Faces will still subconsciously ** forehead.

"The people who adopted me were nice to me, and they would comfort me that it was not a shame to be pretty, and after a few years, I had slowly gotten used to this look. But they wanted to sell me as a servant, and that was what they had been keeping all along, and they said, "A boy of my appearance will earn more money every night than an oiran." As he spoke, he indulged in his own memories.

"Do you know, the night I was auctioned, it was really higher than the most expensive Oiran bid, they made me wear men's clothes, but I wore more makeup than women, I still remember that night, the largest green building there, was full of people, cheering wave after wave, they looked at me with a judgment eye like buying and selling goods, and I was tied to the stage and could only look at them in horror, looking at my frightened appearance, which aroused their interest even more." When the King of Thousand Faces said this, he picked at his forehead hard, and he hated to cut off a piece of the flesh between his forehead.

"I killed the man who bid for me, stabbed him more than a dozen times, before I felt relieved, and when I was chased by the man's minions, I squatted in the corner, ready to use a knife to cut off this piece of flesh on my forehead, and then I met the noble man of life, he is my master Thousand Faces King, and after he taught me what he had learned all his life, he passed away suddenly." The Thousand Faces King said with a little sadness, so far, apart from Allure, the master is the only one who has not laughed at him.

"Aren't you the King of a Thousand Faces?" Allure has been listening quietly, what happened to him is simply unimaginable, and when he heard him mention the master, who is also called the King of Thousand Faces, he asked some strange questions.

"I just inherited the mantle of the master and survived in his name." The Thousand Faces King smiled gloomily: "I don't even know my own name, others have always called me Ah Qi, I hate this name, and remind me that I am an outcast all the time." ”