Since the dictator elf king had already decided to attack his son, he had to prepare for it. He just couldn't run after his son just like that without preparing his army for it. Sure, he had his army at the back, ready for his beck and call, but that doesn't mean he could charge onward without doing anything.
While he was preparing for an attack for a few days, Chen Ming had been living a peaceful life. In the mornings, he would be woken up by his golden retriever-oops, Xiang Fei, and dragged to the field for some exercises. Even though he hated exercising, the young demon wouldn't listen to a word and would drag him by the hook or by crook.
Since Xiang Fei was free most of the time, and since his lover had been too busy these days, he needed someone to play with, and of course, who could be the better choice than his newfound friend?
Chen Ming at first didn't want to go and continue sleeping. Why shouldn't he sleep on his days off when he could?