A remarkable skeleton.
The darkness did nothing to hide him from Fu Qian. Apart from the soft, supple sensation as Catherine slowly pulled herself away and barely managed to stand to one side, his vision could only be described as seeing every last detail.
As an expert in flesh and blood, he could easily tell that Catherine's transformation into human form was nowhere near complete because she had rushed the process.
Aside from part of her upper body, the rest was practically a human skin sack wrapped around a jumble of things.
Even as she gritted her teeth and quickly adjusted herself under his scrutiny, she still looked like an inflatable doll without a skeleton.
The only reason she could stand there was that she was bracing herself with her one remaining powerful hand.
But it was fine. Wasn't there a saying that one could be as soft as a boneless creature?
Fu Qian had always been broad-minded, so he didn't think there was anything particularly deformed about this body. After taking a couple of glances, he looked away.
"Sir... what would you like me to do?"
Women were always sensitive to people's gazes, all the more so given the profession of the person standing before her.
Of course, Catherine had realized the moment he scrutinized her from head to toe. After Great Fortune Ming King stopped, she felt a jumble of emotions. She hesitated before asking.
Normally, she should have felt somewhat relieved. But her sensitivity to people's scrutiny made her more likely to sense that something was off.
She couldn't see the face or expression beneath the mask, yet she could still feel a kind of appreciation that went beyond the human realm.
It made her feel even more uncomfortable than some lustful stares.
Her intense unease seemed