Melancholy
Hearing Edith's words, Miguel merely smiled as he said, "She fell for what I look like, not because of who I am."
Miguel had been a handsome man in his previous life as well. With how high his realm was, he had already stopped aging and maintained his young looks until the moment he died in the hands of his disciple.
Throughout those years, how many girls had fallen in love with him with just one look? If he went and entertained all of them just because of such superficial feelings, who knew how many women he would have managed to fuck until his death?
It was because Miguel did not want to abandon his emotions that he was more sensitive than the others when it came to this kind of thing.
For him, love is sacred and should not be sullied by superficial feelings such as lust and greed.
Edith shrugged her shoulders upon hearing his reply. To be honest, she was equally a greenhorn when it came to love.