Yan Shi suddenly realized that the handkerchief in his hand was soaked with sweat. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely wash it clean before returning it to you."
Zhuo Yun rolled her eyes at him, floated up, and landed next to Xing Er. She recited an elf spell, and the branches of the great tree quickly grew, quickly forming vines around the place where Xing Er was resting into a small room. Although it was drafty from all sides, it was hard to see from the outside that there was someone inside. Zhuo Yun squeezed through the cracks, suddenly stuck her head back out, and said to Yan Shi, "Call us when you leave. I want to use the life force and spiritual energy here to help the princess restore some of her abilities so that her Bloodline of Elf King can last a bit longer." With that, she smiled brightly and slid back into the treehouse. A faint green light shone dimly through the gaps in the treehouse.