The journey of the film and television world is endless [continued]

Arya dragged her heavy and stumbling steps back to the House of Black and White, feeling deeply upset. She was too arrogant before and had to endure the brutal beating from Meryn Trant. This madman had no mercy and was ruthless. If it were an ordinary girl, she would have been broken. Although her body was exhausted and covered with scars, she could not hide her excitement. After all, this was not her first time to kill someone, but it was her first time to achieve true revenge.

Arya sneaked into the Hall of Faces and carefully placed the girl's face back on the stone sculpture. Her fingertips gently stroked the face, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile. At this moment, she was in a good mood, as if she was full of infinite power. She knew that her journey of revenge had just begun, and Meryn Trant was just a starting point. There were still countless powerful enemies waiting for her to deal with, and every disguise meant a new life experience. This wonderful feeling made her intoxicated.

"I knew you would come back!" At this moment, a sudden voice suddenly exploded behind her. Arya was shocked and jumped sideways, quickly distanced herself from the source of the voice.

Her senior sister "Wanderer" was now staring at her with a teasing look on her face, her eyes filled with undisguised malice and ridicule.

Arya was extremely shocked. With her current strength, it was impossible for ordinary people to sneak up behind her so easily. It was obvious that the "Wanderer" must have been lying in ambush here, just waiting for her to fall into the trap. She was about to explain something: "I..."

However, before she could finish her words, a low and suppressed voice suddenly came from behind her, interrupting her. Then, the mentor "Kind Man" in a gray robe slowly walked out from the darkness, but unlike usual, this time his hood was lifted, revealing the creepy skull face hidden underneath.

"I am very disappointed in you. You actually took the life of an innocent person. That was a life that should not have been lost!" The "kind man" said in a cold tone, as if he came from the Nine Nether Hell. Then, he continued to add: "Since you have accepted the token, you should follow the rules of the Faceless Man. The life and death of that person should be decided by the Thousand-Faced God. How can you usurp it at will? Now that things have come to this, you have already owed a debt, and you can only use your life to offset it." His words were light, like the whisper of a ghost, and coupled with his hideous and terrifying face, it was like the whisper of the god of death.

Arya was keenly aware of the sharp sound of wind coming from behind her, and her body reacted quickly, jerking her head to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack from behind. It turned out that the attack was launched by the "Wanderer" wielding a dagger, and the sword rubbed violently against the wall, splashing a string of dazzling sparks, which showed that the attack was incredibly powerful.

Arya showed no weakness, and used a scorpion tail move, kicking back with a sharp whip kick, hitting the waif's right shoulder accurately. The huge impact made the waif fly backwards like a kite with a broken string. Arya knew that this senior sister had no reservations and wanted to take her life. In this case, how could she sit and wait for death? After repelling the enemy, Arya made a quick decision and fled from where she was standing. The waif who was knocked to the ground quickly got up, grabbed the dagger and chased after him.

At this time, the kind-hearted man beside him had no intention of catching up. He just stretched out his hand and gently wiped it, and his face changed instantly. Then he asked, "Who will handle this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure quietly emerged, and took off his hood to reveal his true face. It was Jaqen. He looked at Arya who was walking away and commented: "Girl, you are gifted. If you can cultivate her, she will definitely become a top unknown person in the future. It's a pity to wipe her out like this!"

The kind man said seriously, "She violated the rules and must bear severe punishment. However, if she is lucky enough to escape and survive outside for seven days, I will give her another chance."

Jaqen raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer: "You know very well that she has no way to escape. The girl has not yet received the protection of the Thousand-Faced God, and those human skin masks are no different from deadly poison to her. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to avoid the pursuit of the vagrants, and you actually sent me to carry out this task?... Well, I will only do it once." After that, his figure disappeared from the hall in an instant.

Arya staggered and walked out of the House of Black and White with difficulty. She raised her hand to wipe the blood flowing from her nose, and at the same time she felt dizzy and the scene in front of her gradually became blurred. She knew that this situation was caused by poisoning, and she must deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise once the poison spreads to the whole body with the blood, it will be too late to save her. She pulled out the dagger without hesitation and cut her fingertips. The black blood immediately flowed out of the wound. Then, she quickly hid in the intricate streets and alleys of the city, as if she had merged into the darkness.

Not long after Arya left, the mysterious waif came to the place where she had just been. At this moment, the waif was wearing a tight black leather coat, which tightly wrapped her slender body, and she was as agile and flexible as a nocturnal cat.

The waif stretched out her right hand, gently picked up a trace of blood on the ground, and then carefully put it to her nose and sniffed it. Then, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile: "Run! Run as far as you can! But no matter how far you run, you can't escape my pursuit. Soon, I will find you and make you pay for everything you have done!"

This street kid who looks like Arya is actually a priest serving the Thousand-Faced God, and her status is only slightly lower than Jaqen. Although she still looks like a little girl, she is actually 36 years old. This woman from a low-ranking noble family has deep hostility and resentment towards those noble people, including Arya, who are descendants of nobles.

In the Hall of the Thousand Faces, the 'kind man' was silently wiping the traces left by the previous fight. Suddenly, he stopped, slowly raised his head, stared ahead, and said softly: "I didn't expect that there would be visitors at such a late hour. It's a pity that this place is the forbidden area of ​​the Thousand Faces God and is not open to the public. However, the main hall of this hall welcomes all believers at any time. If you are interested, you can come again tomorrow."

"Huh? Have we been discovered? I have longed to visit the Black and White Courtyard for a long time and wanted to come and see it for a long time." A man in a black robe walked out from the shadows.

"All men are mortal!"