The Hell's Lord cast his glance over the two men and his low and magnetic voice sounded from his mouth: "This Lord does not care who twisted who to become bent. Now, go find the person for this Lord!"
When the two of them heard that, they quickly asked: "My Lord wants to find that youth from just now?"
"That's right." The Hell's Lord replied in a low voice and paused for a moment before looking at the two of them and then continuing to say: "That's the Ghost Doctor."
"What?"
The two men were startled as the two of them cried out in surprise together. [Ghost Doctor? That white robed lad? Really? How did the Lord manage to recognize him?]
"Could my Lord be mistaken? That white robed youth, how could he be the Ghost Doctor?"
Grey Wolf braced himself to ask. It was really hard to believe that that disfigured youth and the flawlessly handsome white robed youth could possibly be the same person.
The Hell's Lord's chilly gaze swept over him.
