Despite the unfamiliarity of the situation, he couldn't stop the waves of sensation from coursing through him.
He had no experience with anything like this, yet his body was responding in ways he couldn't understand.
It was too much—he felt as though he was losing himself entirely.
Shen Xinghui felt far less composed now than when he'd been affected by the aphrodisiac from the Wombroot Aphroshidite Vine King.
Back then, his mind had melted into a foggy haze, unable to process anything clearly.
But now, his mind was sharp—he was fully aware of the situation.
And yet, his body was betraying him.
He was completely melting, trembling, and filled with an overwhelming, fluttering sensation.
"You're so soft… but…"
Shen Xinghui knew exactly what Ignatius was referring to.
He had noticed it too, ever since Ignatius had revealed himself.
Glancing down to confirm his thoughts, Shen Xinghui's eyes widened again.
Ignatius's things was… massive.
