Zhao Yi's body was constantly growing stronger.
And, increasingly more attractive.
Not in the way one might find male attractiveness from a female perspective.
But a pure aesthetic that combined sheer power with elegance.
If there was a creature that could be likened to him, it would be the Akhal-Teke Horse, known in legends as the "Ferghana Horse."
The Akhal-Teke Horse was renowned for its graceful skeletal lines and perfect muscle contours.
At this moment, Zhao Yi was evolving toward that perfect form.
Little Poison glanced at Zhao Yi, turned her head, and couldn't help but look again.
Zhao Yi was puzzled by her gaze and said disgruntledly, "What are you looking at?"
Little Poison felt a bit embarrassed.
Zhao Yi was greatly surprised.
It was the first time he had seen such embarrassment from Little Poison.
Little Poison tentatively reached out to touch Zhao Yi.
Then exclaimed in awe, "Master, your skin is incredible!"
