His head was shaved, but there was a patch missing at his temples, and upon closer inspection, it was the image of a knife, a curved dagger, exquisitely crafted.
Most notably, he wore rings on his nose, ears, eyes, and face, incredibly eerie, piercing straight through the organs, making it quite disconcerting. Just like those monsters in TV shows.
"Hmm?"
Ye Chenfeng furrowed his brows, wondering if there was an issue with the intelligence he received.
Logically, the tattoo artist should be at least middle-aged, but this person looked under thirty, which surprised Ye Chenfeng greatly.
The Demon Craftsman stared at Ye Chenfeng with great interest, his intense gaze like appreciating a piece of art.
"Are you the Demon Craftsman?" Ye Chenfeng asked, collecting his thoughts.
The tattoo artist's eyes revealed a peculiar look as he nodded, "Yes, are you here for a tattoo?"
