Su Qing held the lamp and shone it on the man's face. It was an ordinary face that could not be more ordinary. He would not be noticed even if he was hidden in the crowd.
Su Qing brought the lamp closer to the man's face and touched his ear to find the interface of the human skin mask. She took off the mask, thinking that she would see a familiar face, but it was not.
His face was a little unbearable to look at. His skin was covered in burns as if someone had used a branding iron to burn his skin inch by inch. Who did this to him? And for what?
Even though Su Qing was as ruthless as iron, she was still moved by this terrifying face. Judging from the mottled degree of the wound, it was new. It should not have been more than two months.
Was this the person who knew how to build ships that Lanting had taken away?
Then who was the one who injured him like this?
