The moment the little ball met Ji Fengyan's gaze, it narrowed its eyes and raised its two front hooves. It waved at her and spoke in a soft, frail voice.
"Mo… mother…"
"…" Ji Fengyan's expressions cracked.
The surrounding soldiers were also stunned.
"Mother… mother… hug… hug…" That soft little ball puffed out its round cheeks as it wheedled. It continued to wave at Ji Fengyan with its hooves.
Ji Fengyan gasped as the evil-vanquishing sword started shaking in her hands. She turned towards Liu Huo in bewilderment.
"It… I… this…"
Surprise also took Liu Huo. Looking as the little ball stared unwaveringly at Ji Fengyan while waving its hooves, he suddenly understood.
"Um… I forgot to tell you. The new Demon King holds a nestling mentality at its birth. It will not attack the first demon it sees…"
—But will treat it as its own parent.
This was also one reason the demons could consume each other.
But…
