Sylvia's cool, distant demeanor, tinged with a hint of resistance, mixed with a subtle longing and shyness, made Timothy's heart skip a beat.
After all, the proud and aloof Goddess Sylvia, who outwardly rejected him but was clearly struggling to contain her inner turmoil, was a sight to behold. Where else in the world could one find such a captivating beauty?
But as Timothy recalled Sylvia's earlier cold rejection, a mischievous thought crossed his mind.
Instead of giving in, he responded with a bit of indifference, almost teasingly: "Come on, babe, I'm feeling a little worn out. We still have to head to the Underworld Dynasty later. Let's just leave it at that."
"Huh?"
Sylvia was stunned. She clearly hadn't expected Timothy to respond like that.
After all, in the past, whenever she made the first move, no matter how exhausted he was, Timothy would always push through, never willing to miss the opportunity.
