"What's wrong with you?"
Aldana Candi slightly furrowed her brows, looking at Philip Shaw's pale complexion, and took a step forward.
"Where does it hurt?"
"Don't come any closer!" he shouted sharply.
Compared to her calmness, the man's behavior could be considered panicked. With nowhere to hide his body, he had no choice but to bend down and pick up the clothes he had just taken off, not caring about the pain from his wounds being pulled by his muscles, shielding himself.
Aldana Candi: "..."
She raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
Philip Shaw was not as calm as her, his face hidden in the darkness, obscuring his expression, only his voice sounded stammering, "I-I am bathing..."
