Ye Qing Qian's shrill shriek made the entire surroundings eerily quiet.
Everyone's complexion turned pale.
This… the Young Matriarch's move was also very heavy? Seems like this Ye Qing Luo's temperament was also very overbearing.
Soon, hushed voices filled the surroundings.
That whip lash.. was very fierce!
Nothing was held back when the whip directly lashed out at Ye Qing Qian's face, immediately tearing apart her delicate skin.
The entire crowd shivered and subconsciously touched their face.
For women, what they were most concerned about was their appearance.
Especially so for Ye Qing Qian, who was helmed the Number One Beauty. When that whip landed on her face, it was as if taking away her life!
"Ahh! My face! My face!" Ye Qing Qian shrieked out when she felt the stinging sensation on her face, and saw that her hands were full of blood.
On her face, from the forehead to her mouth, was a very conspicuous whip lash that was bone deep, even some white could be seen.
