Ethan averted his gaze, nervously scratching the back of his neck as his blush deepened beautifully under the dim forest light. "Well... it's just that... having a woman as remarkably beautiful, mature, and stunning as you bowing down to me like this... it honestly makes me feel incredibly flustered and overwhelmed. It's too much for me to handle, Sister Mary. Please, just stand tall."
The words hit Mary like a physical wave. Hearing a young, Peerless genius cultivator—who had just dismantled an entire mountain monster troop without breaking a sweat—suddenly turn into a bashful, blushing boy over her appearance completely caught her off guard. Her mature heart gave a sudden, heavy thud against her ribs, her own face exploding into a deep, genuine crimson blush as she realized how tightly she was currently pressed against his broad, muscular chest.
