Perhaps due to the disturbance, Feng Fuce's face carried displeasure, making his cold jade-like features even more handsome.
"Speak." He looked indifferently at Lu Wang.
Lu Wang hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have been away from the Heavenly Court for a long time, fearing that the group of Immortal Officials might become suspicious. If Lord Demon currently does not need my help, I would like to return to the Heavenly Court first."
These past few days, accompanying Bai Zhi'er, Feng Fuce nearly forgot that Lu Wang came down without permission.
He contemplated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
Lu Wang's eyes showed a hint of joy.
He wondered if that foolish Immortal Fairy was still watering the Xiangsi Tree every day.
Just as Lu Wang was about to turn and leave, Feng Fuce said, "Wait."
He turned around, only to find Feng Fuce's eyes suddenly turned red, like a cold flame.
The young man waved his sleeve, and a purple elixir suddenly appeared on the table.
