Pangya's mother was not one to have a good temper either. At this moment, seeing someone vandalizing her stall, her eyes nearly split with rage as she cursed back, "You cheap slut, are you sick in the head or what? How dare you smash my stall!"
"Your perfume caused my allergy!" The girl, seeing the perpetrator still daring to swear and curse, her eyes nearly bursting with fire, said this and stretched out her hand to remove the mask from her face.
The onlookers couldn't help but gasp when she took it off.
The girl had particularly attractive features, clearly a great beauty, but her face was covered with small red spots, and her neck was also a swath of red.
She then rolled up her sleeves, revealing a similar rash of red spots on her arms.
"If I had known your perfume was toxic, I wouldn't have taken it even if you beat me to death!" The girl grew more and more distressed as she thought about it, tears streaming down non-stop.
