"Ah!"
Suddenly, a voice broke in, frightening several whispering women into screams.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Lin Caisang who had just left and returned. With her keen ears, how could she not have heard the gossip behind her?
Facial disfigurement was a serious issue.
In this ancient era where appearances were first impressions, not just for a girl, but even a man with a scarred face would arguably have a tough time in life. With her compassionate heart for treating the ill and helping the world, she should ask. If it were treatable, she'd surely lend a hand.
"Uh..."
The several women who were just gossiping behind Lin Caisang's back saw her standing beside them, their faces flushed with embarrassment.
"Sisters, who were you talking about earlier whose face was ruined?"
Seeing them ignore her question, Lin Caisang earnestly asked again.
"Young lady, didn't you just come from the Zeng Family?" one of the women finally managed to ask Lin Caisang.
