Behind and beneath the arms.
For women, these are two extremely private areas.
Aside from themselves, perhaps only a lifelong partner would ever lay eyes on these parts.
Even Xiya at this moment, while the curse repelling men on Tiya had yet to be lifted, didn't have the chance to see them.
But now, a black-haired youth—someone she was meeting for the first time, someone she had just had a conflict with—spoke softly, revealing this piece of information.
Xiya wanted to scoff.
Yet, seeing Tiya's dazed, broken expression, she felt her world shatter.
"Tiya, you... what's wrong?"
Having walked a smooth path so far, Xiya still chose to avoid entertaining the worst possibilities.
Despite the buzzing chaos in her brain, she forced a smile and asked.
"He... I..."
Tiya shook her head slightly, trembling and retreating several steps while instinctively wrapping her arms around herself.
She felt an intense chill sweep over her entire body.