Watching the woman who was enthusiastically praising him, a muscle in the corner of Joshua Sulliven's eye twitched.
She was comparing him to the therapists in the club house and treating him like her servant!
Despite thinking this, Joshua Sulliven did not stop his actions, and he simply let out a cold snort, indicating his disdainment.
Keira Leaf stuck out her tongue, his fingers were cooler and smoother than a woman's, pressing the snow melting ointment onto her wound, with a refreshing coolness that nearly made her want to shout out in pleasure. She was musing that even if one day Sulliven's Empire falls, with his skills this man would never starve, oh no, he wouldn't even need any skills, his face alone would guarantee he would never starve...
