"Your face suffered the most severe burns, and it was treated the latest. It will take another month before it can be unveiled," Wu Zhong said coldly.
This man, except for the first day when he spoke a few words, had been rigid and aloof in the past few days as Ye Lingyue's Primordial Power was recovering, looking forbidding and unapproachable.
Ye Lingyue touched her face and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
"Your face might change a bit after this time," Wu Zhong glanced at her and said slowly.
"Change?" Despite not caring much about her looks, Ye Lingyue still felt somewhat nervous upon hearing this.
"Anyway, you are already ugly; getting uglier won't make much of a difference," Wu Zhong continued with his venomous tongue.
"Get lost!" Annoyed, Ye Lingyue grabbed a handful of snow and, without aiming, threw it at Wu Zhong.
