Chapter 802

Perseus spread his hands, looking innocent. "Your problem was that you felt itchy. I've fixed it, so what more do you want?" Leonard quickly passed a tissue to Perseus. "Mr. Perseus, here, wipe your hands. All that blood got on your hands." Leonard felt a deep satisfaction after watching Kelvin get slapped. He had to admit Perseus knew how to handle the Ebreans. Forget about ethics or national pride—Perseus could dismantle their enemies with pure wit. Who cared about morality? After all, enemies were enemies. They deserved no pity, only blows. "But you hit me…" Kelvin stammered, still trying to process what happened. Although, he was still angry at the fact that Perseus had hit him. "No, no, no," Perseus corrected, shaking his head. "I wasn't hitting you; I was giving you treatment! It might've looked like I was hitting you, but it's actually a special massage technique used in traditional medicine. And didn't you say the itch went away after? That proves the treatment worked." L