After learning Xia Lin's identity, the young man seemed overly attentive. Although Xia Lin found it strange, most of his thoughts were on the sick butler, so he didn't pay much attention.
After entering the house, Xia Lin saw the butler lying on the bed at a glance. He softly called out to the butler, "Cough... Is that you, young master?"
Xia Lin stood beside the butler's bed, looking at the emaciated old man with a heavy heart. It had only been two years. The old man, who had at least looked healthy before, now had a pale, sickly complexion.
"Butler, are you in a lot of pain now? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
The kind - hearted old man shook his head and comforted Xia Lin instead. "Young master, I'm already in my fifties. It's quite an achievement to have lived this long. So, young master, don't be sad for this old man. I've served such a wonderful young master. I can die without any regrets!"
Xia Lin forced a smile. Maybe if he begged Lusarin, Lusarin could extend the butler's life. However, life and death are the natural order, and most importantly, the butler was willing to die.
"Butler, I'll stay here with you for a while. I'm quite free these days anyway."
The butler didn't want Xia Lin to stay and hoped he would return to the Earl's mansion. Xia Lin refused, citing the reason that his disliked younger sister had been brought back to the mansion.
So, Xia Lin temporarily stayed in the human world, living next door to the butler. His little dragon had been disguised by Lusarin's magic. To others, it seemed like Xia Lin was holding an ordinary cat.
After a few days of observation, Xia Lin was sure that the so - called grandson of the butler had no real affection for him. He seemed to take good care of the butler, but in fact, he was only after the butler's property.
However, Xia Lin pretended not to know, for fear of hurting the butler, who was unaware of this.
Originally, Xia Lin thought he would stay for twenty days. But unexpectedly, the butler's health suddenly deteriorated. He passed away in just two days. By the time Xia Lin and the grandson finished the funeral, Xia Lin had only been in the human world for half a month.
Since the butler had passed away, Xia Lin no longer had any attachment to the human world. He immediately returned to the Demon Realm to wait for Lusarin.
During the next half - month of waiting, Xia Lin felt increasingly uneasy. Finally, when Lusarin returned more than ten days later, Xia Lin understood the source of his uneasiness.
Lusarin was actually carried back on the back of a female demon. The woman had big breasts and a curvy figure, a typical sexy beauty. Her curly hair and red lips added to her charm.
But Xia Lin completely ignored her charm. Instead, seeing the woman carrying Lusarin so intimately made him feel a bit awkward.
"Thank you. Now, please hand the Demon King over to me!"
The female demon raised her eyebrows and seemed reluctant, but perhaps due to Xia Lin's status as the Demon Queen, she still handed Lusarin over to Xia Lin.
Xia Lin carried Lusarin to the bed. When he walked out, several elders and demon generals were waiting outside.
Xia Lin looked at the female demon and asked, "Why is Lusarin in a coma?"
The female demon explained that during Lusarin's trial, he encountered a very powerful monster. After killing it, Lusarin, whose magic power was almost exhausted, was attacked by a monster good at sneak - attacks. A puff of green smoke made Lusarin fall into a coma. No one knew why he still hadn't woken up!