"What?" Ming Mi absentmindedly spoke. Her face had lost its color that she became as white as paper. It could be seen as though she was about to faint!
"Your appearance. Let's start to discuss your appearance and that lady. Then we can talk about her technique later," the elder stated.
"I don't know what had come over to me! Why did I not think of this? It's an important matter that I have ignored!? I knew that her face is familiar but I never paid too much thought about it!" Ming Mi stared blankly in space. She looked preoccupied with something in her mind.
She was searching in her the depth of her memories as to where she had copied the appearance that she was using. Ming Mi existed for so long that she had met so many experts. And every time she made connections with the experts, she also used their faces.
