The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,Nangong Yu's long and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.,The young woman before me had a full head of jewels and vibrant rouge, possessing a perfect oval face that was fair. Her willow-like eyebrows and star-like eyes were beautiful, but her face was marred by black spots and pimples of varying sizes, making her appear as ugly as a ghost at first glance.。