Chapter 207 Out in Escape (1/2)

Hearing those words, the h.e.l.l's Lord's face immediately turned dark, a highly dangerous aura emanating from his entire being chillingly. His piercing gaze narrowed to shoot right into Old Lin: ”Run away?”

Feeling the air suddenly turned frosty, the bodies of Old Lin and Grey Wolf who was standing right behind the h.e.l.l's Lord immediately froze stiff.

”Yes….. Yes….. Your subordinate just went to the Medical Tower and saw that the Thousand Year Ginseng was not there, so I went to find Ghostly, but found him gone as well. I then asked the guards who said they last saw him wandering about when it was evening. And then without anyone noticing, he….. he…..”

The h.e.l.l's Lord eyes were narrowed when he looked up into the dark night sky, his eyes then flashed a dark glint as his deep voice boomed through tightly stiffened lips: ”Grey Wolf! Bring men out to search right this instant!”

”Yes, My Lord!” Grey Wolf acknowledged his orders, and was about to stride outside when the h.e.l.l's Lord's voice sounded once again.

”If you find him, do not use force, so as he does not come to any harm.”

Hearing those words, the corners of Grey Wolf's mouth twisted up and he lowered his head in a hurry to answer: ”Yes, my Lord!” Before he quickly took his leave.

The h.e.l.l's Lord then strode on to walk, not back to the main courtyard, but to the little courtyard that Feng Jiu stayed in. When Old Lin following behind saw that, he opened his mouth a moment, but then decided to retreat without a word.

Pus.h.i.+ng the doors open and looking at the highly empty room, the h.e.l.l's Lord's eyes turned gloomy. The air was seemingly still filled with the scent of herbs that had not dissipated. His strides took him one round inside the room and when he came to the edge of the bedchambers in the inner room, he spotted a corner of a parchment paper sticking out from under the pillow. He immediately stepped inside to retrieve it.

As his gaze fell upon the parchment, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, his handsome and stalwart countenance then showed a rare moment of gentleness.

”A lecherous woman who has no guts to act on her desires.”

Upon the paper, was a drawing of two people. She was dressed up in men's clothes, her index finger gently lifting up his chin who was depicted not wearing any clothes, her other hand resting upon his chest, but his gaze was looking outwards upon the parchment, looking highly provocative.

His gaze then fell upon several words that had arrows pointing to them from above the heads of the two small figures she had drawn, where he could not help but read out in a whisper: ”h.e.l.l's Lord the ”pa.s.sive” one? Ghost Doctor the ”a.s.sertive” one?”