"They said it's possible... she'll be disfigured."

The air seemed to freeze upon hearing this.

The live chat exploded with all sorts of comments:

[Oh my god!!! Disfigured??? That's terrifying!]

Although she went too far before, this is just too tragic...

[My heart aches for Yao Yao for a second; a girl's face is so important!]

[Heh, karma's finally coming, isn't it? Didn't you think this would happen when you were harming people before?]

[Can't you be a little kinder? What kind of time is this?!]

[She deserved it! She brought it on herself! If she hadn't tried to harm Yan Ning, the Mirror Demon wouldn't have even appeared!]

Sun Wuji couldn't help but scoff: "If you ask me, she brought this on herself."

"Who told her to do so many bad things before? Now she knows how to feel bad? She deserves it! I spit on her!"

Xie Huaiye frowned and interrupted him: "Say less."

At this moment, Su Muyao suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

Her eyes swept coldly over from under the brim of her hat.

There was no light; it was gloomy and overcast, as if covered with a layer of ice.

She stared intently at Sun Wuji.

Then, without saying anything, she turned around and quickly walked back to her room.

With a "bang".

The door was slammed shut.

It was as if he was venting all his dissatisfaction and resentment.

The courtyard fell silent.

Only the steam from the steamed buns remained, lingering slightly.

Sun Wuji felt a little uneasy under the glare, but he remained defiant:

"I didn't say anything wrong, it's just the truth..."

Yan Ning pushed a steamer of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) in front of him:

"Even food can't shut you up. No matter what she did before, it's not good to kick her when she's down now."

Sun Wuji pursed his lips, "Yes, yes, Master Yan Ning is right, I have learned a lot!"