It was obvious to everyone Feng Xin’s special treat and care towards you.

Since children; he was taught that the only one that mattered was you and your safety. When both your paths took different ways; unlike you, he didn’t move on, he was stuck. He didn’t know how to live for himself, live without thinking in you every moment, second, every day was just the same without knowing where you are or how..

— “Your Highness!” - He rushed besides you; examining the cut on your arm caused by Hua Cheng’s cursed scimitar. You obviously weren’t affected; one, been an immortal, two, you knew San Lang didn’t meant it. But that didn’t enter in Feng Xin.

He couldn’t with the fact his most adored and precious person was harmed.

And he couldn’t do anything in the least.