Wook ignored Lu Xian's question, he was still staring at the butterfly with eyes that were getting wet with tears.
"What is this? Why does my heart hurt to see this butterfly? I also can't stop crying, what is this?". Wook thought in confusion.
Not long after, Wook saw the butterfly's wings were slightly torn and he was injured. Immediately Wook put his hand on the butterfly's wings.
Blue light shone on the wings of the injured butterfly, and with its power, the butterfly recovered and was able to fly again.
Lu Xian subconsciously smiled as the butterfly flew from his hand.
"Young man, who are you? Your blood is fresh like a Special human, but I also smell a demon from your blood. Were you born from the marriage of a human and a demon?". Wook asked after he finished seeing the butterfly.