Xie Jianshen arched a brow at Zhang Fengxi, his gaze dripping with contempt.
"Are you telling me that the First Demon King's corpse melted inside the pond? You better search more carefully."
Thankfully, Zhang Fengxi was one step ahead of him.
"I already asked them to drain the pond. We will see whether he melted inside or not."
"... Fine. I shall await further updates."
Xie Jianshen then left the chamber to inspect the kitchen staff at work.
Zhang Fengxi reached out and caressed Xie Jianyu's cheek.
"My poor baby," he whispered.
Zhang Fengxi closed his eyes and put both of his hands on Xie Jianyu's belly. Streams of warm energy emerged from his palms in the form of bright red light that entered Xie Jianyu's body.
The omega on the bed stirred slightly from the influx of spiritual power.
If only his cultivation was more advanced, Zhang Fengxi mused with a touch of regret.
He wanted to erase every bit of pain in Xie Jianyu's body with his own hands.
Alas, age could not lie.
