Chapter 939: Unlucky Luck

Riley, Esme, and Miss Pepondosovich could not mistake this human who was groveling on the floor in pain for someone else. How could they?

When they saw the drawing of the current holder of the book, they thought no one could actually look like that. Even when the god with the hundred eyes showed them the vision of the man, they still found it hard to believe that someone with a face like him could exist.

He wasn't even deformed, he had no obvious physical defects — his face was just… none of them could really explain it.

And now, that face was currently writhing in pain on the ground.

"...I kinda want to kick you in the face."

"Please, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley raised his hand as he blocked Miss Pepondosovich's path, "It is not right to hurt anyone with disabilities, just kill them in one swift motion. But if you do want to hurt him, then just let him continue living — his disability is painful enough."