"Nice shot, babe! You're killing it out there!"
Timothy's voice rang out in praise, as if he were complimenting Sylvia's volleyball skills. But his eyes? They were never really on the beach volleyball.
Instead, they were on...
Though Timothy hadn't reached the Transcendence Realm in terms of power, his physical strength alone was already on par with a Holy Emperor-level fighter.
And since it was Sylvia's first time playing beach volleyball, she wasn't too familiar with the rules or techniques.
Honestly, Timothy could've won the game ages ago.
But he had no intention of doing that.
Because, well, Timothy's attention was entirely focused on something else.
The light purple bikini hugged Sylvia's soft, snow-white curves, with two thin purple strings tied into a bow that looked like it could snap at any moment.
