After many years, the master and disciple finally reunited. There was no overt excitement one might imagine, as both Chu Mo and the Demon Lord were by nature somewhat reserved people. However, this did not mean they were not pleased or excited.
Thus, Chu Mo drank himself into a stupor that night, not even using any power to sober up. He slept soundly until daybreak!
Waking up feeling refreshed, Chu Mo had not slept so soundly in years. No dreams at all—he had slept until he woke naturally.
Then, he saw a sumptuous breakfast spread before him and felt an unprecedented warmth spreading from his heart.
"It's really nice to have a master's wife!" Chu Mo thought to himself, This definitely couldn't have been made by master.
"Awake? Come and try, your master made breakfast!" Die said with a smile, her affectionate gaze impossible to conceal.
"Ah? My master made it?" Chu Mo was immediately surprised.
"Hmph." A snort from the Demon Lord came from the side.