Synopsis
The demon king had been sold out by his own kin, dragged into human territory, and left seething with shame. "Lowly humans — how dare they make a servant of me. I am the great demon king." "You shameless creature, you touched my tail. When my strength returns, I'll rip you apart." But the woman kept him for days. Fed him well, combed his fur, dressed his wounds, then walked him back to the mountains herself. She undid his restraints, scratched his ear lightly, and said, "You're free. Go on." Yuan Xiang had just finished her Taoism training and stepped…
