It was a minor incident, not worth mentioning.
Jenny stood quietly to the side, her gaze following Feng Mountain as he stepped out of the pool.
At some point, a faint blush had crept onto her cheeks, like clouds tinted by the setting sun.
Feng Mountain's physique wasn't like those of fitness coaches, with their bulging muscles that gave off an exaggerated, explosive look.
Ever since being blessed as a Witch, his body had been gradually and subtly changing.
Now, his muscles were exceptionally defined, making him look even more sculpted. It was as if every inch of his skin concealed immense power.
The lithe muscles rippled with his movements, perfectly outlining his physique. They displayed a masculine virility and strength while also exuding a unique, understated elegance.
This unique charm left Jenny somewhat mesmerized, as if she had fallen into a beautiful dream.
