"What I meant was my skills are still passable…" Nian Xiaomu meekly added.
She finally understood why his young aunt had been frightened to the point that her legs turned to jelly when he glared at her.
Her own legs did not feel like they belonged to her right now…
Nian Xiaomu tried her utmost to straighten herself up and to not reveal any sense of fear on her face.
She just looked directly at him.
The next second, when she saw his well-built chest, she blushed and turned away.
She couldn't look at him, but she couldn't not look at him either!
Clenching her teeth, she decided to just go ahead and walked toward him.
"Turn around and let me see the part that was scalded."
"…"
When she stopped speaking, there was a momentary stillness in the room, and only their breathing sounds could be heard.
He was standing right before her, tall and muscular, royal and untouchable.
