Despite being a yaksha, the Conqueror of Demons was quite caring towards you— or, he tried to be. He had a roundabout way of showing affection towards you, but he was practically your older brother at this point.

You’d just returned to Wangshu Inn, and you’ve had an exhausting day. You felt drained, dragging yourself up to the balcony, only to be met by a familiar figure. His expression was twisted in worry.

“Are you alright?” Xiao softly asked, examining you to check for any injuries.