"What is going on here?"
A light and elegant voice rang out.
Shi Qingqing's slender figure gracefully emerged from the crowd.
A veil covered her face, through which her beautiful contours were faintly discernable.
Clearly, her face had almost fully healed.
But of course, as a student ranked in the top ten of the genius list, the academy must have valued her highly.
Given that the academy was not short of alchemists, and that she received timely treatment, there indeed had been a chance to salvage her face.
However, because the way Shi Qingqing's "transformation" originally shocked everyone,
even though her face had nearly recovered, the crowd instinctively stepped back to avoid her as she approached.
Witnessing this scene caused the smile on Shi Qingqing's face to freeze imperceptibly and her previously flowing steps suddenly halted.
It was truly infuriating; Shi Qingqing had never been treated this way by the public before.
