"Of course, you can't use the same approach to tug at the heartstrings of different girls."
Hua Yi wore an innocuous smile.
"A Genius like you wouldn't be moved by ordinary dating tricks. I could only use something a little extraordinary, Madam Herta. You're just too amazing."
"...Huff."
Herta was still composing herself.
Her eyes hadn't misted over, nor had her voice taken on a sobbing tone. It was all thanks to a Genius's composure.
"You're forbidden from using that move on me again. At the very least, you need my consent first!"
"Oh my, why are you making it sound like I'm bullying you?"
Hua Yi caught Herta's Tender Hand with his right hand, intertwining their fingers.
"Didn't you notice that your understanding of the Path has deepened? This is a precious experience. I stand shoulder to shoulder with an Aeon, while you could be said to have received my blessing and favor!"
"What kind of favor is that? You lower your eyes, and whoever you look at collapses, is that it?!"
Great Herta gritted her teeth, finally recovering a little of her vigor.
What insight into the Path of The Truth? She had no mind to process any of it.
The Genius had only one concern now: how could she avoid being completely wrapped around Hua Yi's finger?
First, the ultra-luxurious massage chair Asta had brought over earlier, which was originally meant for Hua Yi, could be ruled out immediately.
She absolutely could not let Hua Yi conserve his strength anymore. The more exhausted that bad guy was, the better.
The supplements meant to strengthen the body should not be prepared either.
No wonder only those girls in the Fan Group who hadn't won liked discussing whether Hua Yi would tire himself out and how to Nourish the