All the residents in Longjing Palace were on tenterhooks. The maids and servants tiptoed around while doing their work, afraid of disturbing their masters and mistress.
Inside Zhang Fengxi's bed chamber, the atmosphere was full of tension. Zhang Zhiyuan and Lady Song sat on their seats like bamboo dolls, their backs straight and their expressions tense.
"Medic, how is my son?" Zhang Zhiyuan asked as soon as the palace physician released Zhang Fengxi's wrist.
The elder man sighed. It was the kind of sigh that made people's hearts drop to the ground, an ominous one.
"To my understanding, Prince Zhang Fengxi just came back from the Demonic Realm," the palace physician began.
"Yes, that is correct," Zhang Zhiyuan hurriedly replied.
Technically, they all did. The entire elite force of the Heavenly Realm literally rained down on the Demonic Realm to save their kidnapped Crown Prince.
