Bei Mingyuan had never considered that the Water and Fire Seal's change in reaction might not be due to the demonic blood, but because Xin Huohuo, its vessel, had developed feelings for him—that she had fallen for him.
Therefore, everything connected to her had also become friendly toward him.
To Yan Huo and Xuan Liu, who were watching from the side, his serious attitude as he studied the Water and Fire Seal looked as if he were caressing the unconscious Xin Huohuo. His movements were so careful, so full of tender affection, that he clearly cherished her beyond measure, as if Xin Huohuo were the most precious treasure in the palm of his hand.
"Has His Lordship developed real feelings?" Yan Huo once again used his and Xuan Liu's unique communication method: exchanging glances.
"Aren't you the expert on romance? Why are you asking me?!" Xuan Liu was frustrated too.
