"Aunt! What are you talking about? How could I..."
Roxia clamped her hands over her cheeks, flustered by the burning sensation.
She didn't understand what her Aunt Rosaline was saying at all. 'How could I possibly have the courage to challenge him?'
'Is he someone a weakling like me could ever challenge?'
'If I tried to challenge him...'
'I'd break, wouldn't I!?'
"It's good that you're not thinking that way. I was worried you'd get hurt." Rosaline nodded slightly upon hearing Roxia's reply, a hint of relief on her face.
"Aunt, are all men... like that?" Roxia's curiosity was piqued. She asked Rosaline, her eyes fixed on the subject.
"As far as I know, he's a rather special case." Rosaline glanced over. Although she had never made a direct comparison—after all, she had only ever seen Su Xuan's—her biological instincts told her that Su Xuan was one of a kind.
"Special..."
