Belle's body was no longer in grave danger.
The subordinates brought over the rice porridge and pickled vegetables that had been prepared in advance.
Leaning against the short table placed beside the bed, Belle smiled sweetly, wiping away her tears, and opened her mouth to accept the food Monkey fed her, swallowing it down.
At that moment, a wave of happiness she had never felt before washed over her, leaving Belle a little dazed. It felt as if she were soaking in a jar of honey.
Monkey continued to quietly watch her, a gentle smile on his face, as he lowered his head and blew on the steaming porridge in the bowl before feeding it to Belle.
She had originally prepared some teasing remarks to say after arriving, but now she couldn't utter a single word.
"Finish eating and get some good rest. Tomorrow, I'll take you around my turf."
"Your turf?"
That's right." Monkey said proudly, "Blossom Mountain is my turf. There are tens of thousands of demons under my command, and now I'm their king. Here, no one dares bully you."
His expression was just like that of a child eager to show off.
With so many demons, won't the Heavenly Court come to exterminate us?
Of course they will." Monkey grinned, shaking his fist. "Then it's all about strength. They just lost an army of ten thousand to me."
Wouldn't that be... very dangerous?
Yeah, it would." Monkey nodded quietly, seeing Belle's face grow more serious. Suddenly, he laughed: "You tell me, isn't it dangerous to come after me? Those Skyward Legionnaires might never return. Ah, poor things. Tsk tsk. Let's mourn for them."
Belle covered her mouth, laughing, and gave Monkey a hard shove.
By the way, I just got a new weapon. Let me show you." As he spoke, Monkey pulled out the Golden Staff, now shrunk to the size of a needle, from his ear.
...
A long, narrow tunnel. Firelight flickered on the stone walls.
Anna Yang walked step by step, like a lifeless shell.
Her vacant expression startled the surrounding demons; none of them had ever seen Anna Yang like this.