The Painter of Drunken Shadows

I dressed as an undertaker and faced a thin-skinned coffin as soon as I woke up. The female corpse inside was eerily peaceful. When I touched it with my fingertips, it turned out to be a human skin mask made by myself! She used the coded signal to convict me and thrust a "shadow" list into my hand that was related to the fate of the two countries. From then on, the purgers of Beishuo followed them everywhere, and the mysterious organization "Tianping" extended a helping hand but hid murderous intentions. Fortunately, my skills are unparalleled - I can disguise myself and look into my heart with my painted skin. Let's see how I, a skin painter, can draw a way out of this chaotic situation and draw the true "skin" of the world.