"I mean to say he looks very august. He truly has the appearance of a god," Nymeria said, gazing at Vyaghra.
"If you find him that attractive, why don't you ask for his help to fight against Gumiho?" I hissed and with an arrogant tone, smirked, pointing at Vyaghra.
"Oh wait, you can't. Because he doesn't have the skill to cure her like I do."
Vyaghra, nudging Jambavan with his elbow, murmured,
"Do you know why I'm being insulted here?"
"Just shut up and enjoy the show," Jambavan whispered back, witnessing the drama unfolding before them.
"Why are you behaving so excessively?" Nymeria asked, then paused before gasping, her fingers flying to her lips.
"Don't tell me you...
You are jealous?"
Her sudden claim caught me completely off guard.
"I'm-I'm not jealous," I blurted.
"But your reaction says otherwise," she replied, staring at my face with a playful smile.
"That'-that's not—" My mind started to blank, and I couldn't find the exact words to say.
