While looking into those bright eyes, Felix, who intended to brush things off, finally admitted it. "Yes, it's me."

Xena waved her hand dismissively, silently telling him to leave.

Felix couldn't figure out what was going on in Xena's mind. He didn't know if Willow's letter affected her.

For some reason, Felix felt a sense of relief. He had done what he could—the rest didn't matter.

By the time he returned to Gray City, night had fallen. Nala greeted him, "Welcome back. Come eat."

The timing was perfect, and Felix didn't question it since he was hungry. "Thank you."

After finishing his meal, Felix stopped Nala from doing the dishes. "You gave up everything to be with me. Is it truly out of love?"

Nala thought for a moment. "Not entirely. At the very least, I do care about you."

Nala was being genuine, that was if she ignored Felix's abilities and his overly protective mother.

However, Felix shook his head. "You don't even dare to show me your face. You should leave. There's no