Don't even mention Xiaoyan dying in battle, even if something happened to the Firethorn Tree, I probably couldn't handle it.
"Clip-clop~clip-clop~" Bai Yujing's Snow Hoof trotted lightly, stepping into the home.
On the way in, the thoughtful butler tree helped Du Yu remove his Demon Soldier Bow, took off his coat, and untied his shoelaces.
The Firethorn Tree naturally noticed the dense Demon Breath around Du Yu's body. It was quite puzzled, not sure what had happened to Du Yu.
The Firethorn branches escorted Du Yu all the way into the master bedroom. Watching him struggle to dismount from the deer, then collapse headlong onto the big bed, it grew even more curious.
He left full of energy—why is he a wobbly mess the moment he gets back?
"Here, take your Little Tai Sui." Du Yu summoned the plush toy, nudged Little Tai Sui's butt, and sent him over to the Firethorn Tree. "You two play together. Tai Sui has been resting for a long time, it's about time to train again."
