No matter how much Shangguan Rouxue pleaded or acted pitifully during the process, Yang Muyan kept slapping her face.
After a while the slapping stopped. Shangguan Rouxue drew in a breath and thought that the nightmare had hopefully ended. What she didn't realize was that this was just the beginning.
Yang Muyan brought out a sharp blade and started slashing it across her face.
The blood gushed out and the wounds which she was making would probably challenge the most excellent plastic surgeon in the world, also.
Shangguan Rouxue struggled hard. But it didn't help. Yang Muyan worked even harder on her.
At the beginning, Shangguan Rouxue addressed her as cousin. But later she started to call her by the name in a fierce and cold voice.
"Yang Muyan, you are a mad woman. Why are you ruining my face? Is it because you are so ugly yourself? Everyone in your Family Yang deserves more than death."
