"Why is your skin in such poor condition?" Lisa asked with a dismayed expression. "Don't you ever wash your face? Large pores, dull complexion, rough skin, and blackheads—oh my, how old are you? Sixty?"
Hiludi was at a loss throughout the entire conversation, as if she were a puppet being manipulated by Lisa. She didn't understand a lot of what the other woman was saying.
When she had said 'even if you put Magic Crystal Mountain in front of me,' she simply wanted to find out if Lisa had a Magic Crystal Mountain. She might consider it if Lisa did have one.
But Lisa didn't produce a magic crystal; instead, she brought in a delicate, youthful-looking woman who immediately took Hiludi's hand and began lecturing her. Lisa's criticisms were justifiable, as her skin was far more delicate than Hiludi's, like a freshly peeled egg.
"Sister, what are your secrets? Why is your skin so delicate?" Hiludi finally asked.
