Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 220

When Owen Wei first saw the so-called Lord Wu, he almost screamed out loud and his body went limp. Nathan Ke supported him in time and said, "Hold on, that's a mask."

Master Wu was wearing a slightly old dark cotton robe and a pale mask. He had a pair of crescent-shaped eyes and a laughing mouth that was split to his ears. These were all as black as the bottom of a pot. There were some black radioactive lines around his eyes, as if his eyes were emitting black light. These lines were all over the mask, and people were worried that the mask would be cut by these sharp lines at any time.

"Master Wu's eyes are as sharp as torches." Although people's attitude could not be described as humble, their expressions showed extreme admiration for Master Wu.

Owen Wei finally suppressed his accelerated heartbeat, but he still couldn't look directly at Lord Wu calmly - especially those eyes with countless black rays, which were truly "like torches".

What you fear will come to you. When Lord Wu walked past Nathan Ke, Owen Wei and the others, he slowly stopped and approached with his masked face, as if he was "looking" at them, especially his curved black eyes and black mouth, the endless dark abyss in them seemed to be able to suck people in.