"Face?"
The man touched his face, smiled:
"Just the price."
"The price?"
Chu Qing didn't understand.
"The Third Young Master is a genius, right?"
The man's tone revealed little emotion:
"Geniuses probably cannot feel the troubles of ordinary people.
"For instance, you have a great enemy, you want revenge, but the Divine Skill Secret Manual is right in front of you. You've exhausted all your mental energy, put in efforts beyond ordinary people, but you can't master it — that feeling of helplessness."
"..."
Chu Qing stayed silent; he indeed couldn't relate.
Because he had a system... his direction of effort was different from normal people.
"But I do."
The man gently moved his fingers, the green nails clashed, making a clicking sound:
"That kind of torture is like being bound hand and foot and placed in a steamer.
