Samantha moved her finger. "... Master Henderson, my hand hurts."
Henderson looked at her tender white paw and finally let her go with mercy. He took the fruit knife from her hand and helped her open the parcel.
Samantha looked at his movements in a daze.
This man should be very good at using a knife. Even if he used a knife to open the post, it was still a matter of a sword. He was not sloppy at all. His action was quick and beautiful, and even a little elegant.
The knife that could pierce a person's heart seemed to be a work of art in his hand. It was so beautiful that he looked over his head.
There were a lot of things bought for dogs, such as dog's nest, dog's food, dog's paw, dog's toy and snacks... Henderson was very fast at tearing down. Aunt Dovlin was
