"Little Yumo, you're finally awake, you almost worried your great-grandpa to death!"
"..."
"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? Great-grandpa will have the servants make something delicious for you, okay?" Gu Zhenhua's old voice was as gentle as could be.
"..."
Little Demon King's eyes darted around. His whole body trembled, and a cold chill surged through him. Seeing Gu Zhenhua's drastically contrasting old face, he had just woken up and almost fainted again from fright.
Previously, every time Gu Zhenhua showed his stern old face, coldly mocking Little Demon King and even locking him in a small dark room, Little Demon King never found him terrifying, feeling no fear towards him.
But seeing the smiling, kindly old man before him now, Little Demon King felt as if he had seen a ghost, scared out of his wits!
