"You..." Wang Zilu's pupils slightly trembled, a strong urgency emanating from her eyes.
With her current hideous appearance, even she couldn't bear to look at herself, let alone show it to others.
Yet Jiang Ye was staring straight at her face, how was she to handle this?
"You."
"Don't look at me anymore," Wang Zilu said, lowering her head, filled with urgency.
"Don't move." Jiang Ye's voice was steady, his palm gently pressing against the girl's cheek.
The next moment, a strange energy transmitted from Jiang Ye's hand.
[Broken Mirror Reunited]!
"Sizzle~" In an instant, the scars covering Wang Zilu's cheek began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In no time at all, it had fully restored.
Soon, under Jiang Ye's palm appeared a face of enchanting beauty, skin delicate as jade, soft and tender.
Wang Zilu sensed something and was dumbfounded in place.
Without pausing, Jiang Ye raised his hand to hold Wang Zilu's severed arm.
