The Hell's Lord's piercingly frosty gaze fell upon the hand of Grey Wolf that was securing his belt, those eyes seemingly a chilling and icy blade, that turned people's hearts cold.
"You helped to treat him?" The deep and jet black pair of eyes turned to fall upon Feng Jiu at the side, unable to see any emotion behind them. His voice was low and steady, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Feng Jiu blinked her eyes and nodded: "Treated." She stared a little puzzledly at the Hell's Lord, thinking that the two men were a little loony.
"Took his clothes off?"
His gaze moved back over the completely frozen Grey Wolf, his voice already faintly sounding with a tinge of danger.
"Mm, took them off."
Feng Jiu answered honestly as she nodded her head. [How would she administer acupuncture without him taking off his clothes? Of course he had to!]
"Then that means you seen it?"
