When the Hell's Lord saw that all too familiar figure in red, his eyes narrowed as he shot himself forward to catch the person falling.
And Feng Jiu instinctively clasped her arms around his neck, burying her face in right by his head. It was till she discovered that she was safe that she raised her head up and when she saw the darkened expression on his face, she smiled a highly sheepish smile.
"Oh, Hell's Lord. I hope….. I have not disturbed you have I?"
The moment the voice dropped, her gaze fell upon that face without his mask and she suddenly felt, that the face seemed somewhat familiar.
When Shadow One saw that it was that youth once again, he unconsciously raised his palm over his face as he thought: [Why is this kid everywhere? It's just unfathomable!]
