"My face… My face hurts!"
Holding her bloody face, Jun Moxue shouted loudly as the potion caused slight itching to her face.
"Miss Su, what's going on? You said it would be painless and itchless."
Jun Mohuang's expression immediately changed, and a cold light flashed in her black jewel-like eyes.
"Or are you holding a grudge against us because of what happened yesterday? Are you deliberately trying to destroy my sixth sister's face?!"
Before Su Zhiyu said anything, the maid beside her retorted, "Jun Mohuang, stop your slander! Who knows if you did something to Miss Jun's face beforehand!"
"Yes, yes, how could there be a problem with Goddess Su's pills? It must be Jun Mohuang."
"She has such a vicious mind at such a young age. She wants to frame Goddess Su even if she destroys her sister's face."
"Such a person isn't worthy of Miss Su's pill at all!"