However.
Zhi'er had not returned to live here for a long time after she descended to the mortal world.
When she appeared, the Immortal Servants first paid their respects and then upon seeing Feng Fuce, their eyes widened in shock.
Zhi'er did not notice and instead said, "Go and fetch some Immortal Dew."
The Immortal Dew could help Feng Fuce heal faster.
The Immortal Servants came to their senses, nodded in agreement, and then watched as Zhi'er assisted the "weak" Demon Lord towards her sleeping quarters.
She helped Feng Fuce lie down on her own bed.
Feng Fuce glanced around, a light laugh emerging on his thin lips for reasons unknown.
"Is it alright for me to lie directly on your bed?"
Zhi'er was pouring Immortal Tea and responded casually, "It's fine, I haven't slept here for many years."
"When Lu Wang was hiding here, I heard Sister A Ruo say he slept here once or twice."
Feng Fuce's indulgent gentle smile froze on his face.
His voice turned cold, "Lu Wang?"
