Huo Qi waved him back down, dropping onto the couch with a heavy sigh. "Hehe... You are not needed. Just make sure the security level is maximized around the perimeter. No interruptions whatsoever."
"So they're... fine?" Huo Shen asked with a knowing grin spreading across his face.
"They're more than fine," Huo Qi replied, running a hand over his face. "Trust me."
Huo Zhen leaned forward, his usually stern expression cracking with curiosity. "Did you actually go in? Did you see anything? How did Master look?"
"I knocked," Huo Qi admitted. "Master answered the door himself."
All three men immediately sat forward, their attention riveted.
"And?" Huo Yu prompted eagerly.
"And he was wearing nothing but a short covering his lower body," Huo Qi said, shaking his head with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "His hair was completely disheveled, and he had scratches, visible scratches, all down his back and shoulders."
