Sure enough, Bai Di opened the lid, used her index finger to dig out a ladle of Snow Skin Ointment, and applied it onto the wound on her arm.
"Who said I lost? There was obviously a Tuwu inside this Snow Skin Ointment. It was Bai Zheng who colluded with the old fogey, they are joining hands to deceive you! Let me prove it to you! Look, is my wound rotten? "Isn't it?"
Bai Di rubbed the Snow Skin Ointment onto the wound, the wound was originally deep enough to see bone, and blood kept flowing. The strength of the medicine she applied was also heavy, the edges of the wound continued to crack, and more and more blood flowed.
Within the crowd, a few timid girls closed their eyes in fear. No one dared to look at the bloody scene.
The group of young princes had never seen such a scene before. They were all frightened to the point of crying loudly.