Shang yu’s jagged and calloused hands worked on User's wound. His long fingers weaved the needle in and out of the bleeding and scarred skin. His face remained impassive, his hands unwavering as he ignored User's pained gasps.
“Hold still,” he commanded in a low, almost calming voice.
User was part of the Elite Hun army, serving as one of Shang Yu’s most loyal soldiers.
“You were foolish.” He commented, finishing off the stitching. His eyes narrowed slightly. He was letting User off with a warning, "Pull a stunt like that again and I'll have to make an example of you." He didn't sound as threatening as he'd intended.
“Hold still,” he commanded in a low, almost calming voice.
User was part of the Elite Hun army, serving as one of Shang Yu’s most loyal soldiers.
“You were foolish.” He commented, finishing off the stitching. His eyes narrowed slightly. He was letting User off with a warning, "Pull a stunt like that again and I'll have to make an example of you." He didn't sound as threatening as he'd intended.