บท 113: Sir Painter

"Hm? This is my painter. He painted you the day you revealed yourself, but you were far away. I wanted him to paint you exactly as detailed."

"Painter…?"

Hands that held him up, removed itself from his shoulder and he was left with the coldness those palms left.

"Yes! I have not seen him in so long! You will go visit the other leaders?"

Sect Leader Yang questioned and the man nodded. He grinned and waved them over to their spots. Dragging the blonde over to the center, he nodded and went to sit back with a grin behind his fan. His painter went to sit where his materials were and sat waiting. Heaven's Chosen glanced at him before his eyes were back on his painter.

'Does Heaven's Conduit know my painter?'

He watched as the blonde slowly untied his belt and revealed milky white skin, flushed with pink.

"Please, Heaven's Chosen, please pose."

"H… how?"

"Mm… like this!"