Sitting in the cockpit, the small hand gripping the steering wheel was white with effort. His eyes were fixed on the vortex, a look of fear etched on his face, but his missing lips still muttered curses incessantly.,"Master! You dare, you wretch, to touch my master! I'll kill you!" With a furious roar, the man moved with lightning speed, grabbing at Lou Qi's shoulder. His grip was so tight that Lou Qi winced in pain.,The man lowered his head, gazing at the person in his arms. From this angle, the white, strange garment gaped open at the collar, a ripple of snow-white... and there were deep shadows. Crimson stains marred one ripple, then flowed along its incline, into those depths.。