Su Jinyue could no longer focus on Luo Qingtong's words at this moment.
She screamed loudly, her ten fingers fiercely and chaotically scratched her face.
With a ripping sound, she forcefully tore a large piece of skin off her own face.
Her frenzied and pained appearance made everyone around shiver uncontrollably.
Isn't this Ghost Mask's face sore too terrifying?
Su Jinyue had it all over her body, just how much wrong had she done?!
The crowd's gazes were strange as they all distanced themselves from Su Jinyue, but at this moment, Su Deheng rushed up.
"Yue'er!"
Seeing his daughter become like this, Su Deheng's eyes were full of hatred and spite.
His student was crippled, his daughter became like this, and he himself had his legs broken!
As the Soul Institute Master, he felt utterly humiliated!
With these thoughts, Su Deheng's heart surged with hatred, nearly causing him to faint.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.
