Illusory Netherworld

The next morning, inside the hotel room.

The High Priest reached out to remove the foul-smelling sock that was shoved into CharmingPrince's mouth, asking with confusion, "Alexander, why have you taped up his entire face? Is there a specific reason for this?"

Seated on a massage bed, Alexander cleared his throat and responded, exasperated, "Everyone knows who this guy is. I think interrogation is a very serious matter, and it shouldn't be made comedic, which is why I've taped his face up."

The High Priest and Robert paused, bewildered. They'd both seen him before?

"Is he someone we know?" the High Priest hesitated, then reached out to rip off the tape on his face.

In the next moment, everyone was stunned.

"Ha-ha-ha! Why does someone's face look so bizarre..." They all burst out into uncontrollable laughter.