The family of three chatted and laughed on their way back to the inner quarters.
Xu Qing did the talking, Feng Wu did the laughing, while the newborn little demon child curiously observed the world.
Upon reaching the inner quarters, Feng Wu, despite her husband's comforting words, still couldn't put her mind at ease.
Xu Qing asked Feng Wu to put the child down first, then he massaged his wife.
The young woman thought her husband, returning after a long absence, wanted "that."
Unexpectedly, Xu Qing was helping her to circulate her blood and restore her health.
A wave of joy was followed by a sense of disappointment.
Xu Qing whispered a few words into her ear, causing Feng Wu's cheeks to flush, and she spat playfully back, "You have the most ideas, quickly think of a solution."
Xu Qing took out the Weiyang Sword from the Qiankun Bag.
This Zhuge Relic, now with a new master, hovered in midair, exuding an aura as if it could bear the responsibility of the realm.
