Xia sighed. "This discussion ends now. I want my herb and we are leaving," he said in a firm tone.
Icarus sighed. "I... I can't force you to stay here, young master.. But I worry for you. This man is not good for you," he said, pointing to Long.
Xia stepped forward and glared at him. "Watch what you say. That man is my lover,"
The demon lord stepped back and gazed at the frozen man. "You both.... you are not of the same kind. In the long run, you would get hurt because of him. Take this as an advice from your senior," he said and patted his shoulders.
Xia shrugged his hands off. He had been tolerant for a long time. But he could not handle this man disrespecting little snake like that.
"Unfreeze him," He demanded with a glare.
Icarus sighed and snapped his fingers. A small butterfly flew out from Long's back and flew out the garden.
Long Aotian gasped out loud and gazed up at the two of them. His sight was still hazy and his breathing was not uniform.
