Not much. Just 500,000 Merit points.

Soon, the freshly cooked food was delivered to his door, and the one who came with the servants was none other than Noxian.

The boy didn't hesitate. He jumped onto the bed without a second thought. "Brother, how are you feeling? Are you fine now?"

Xion couldn't help but feel like an irresponsible adult for making his little brother worry.

Without a word, he lifted the purple haired boy and settled him onto his lap.

The boy blinked in surprise but quickly found himself wrapped in a warm embrace. Though still a bit confused and worried, he instinctively hugged his brother back.

"I am sorry for making you worry."

"I was really scared when I saw you like that," The boy murmured in a low voice. He clearly did not want to recall the bloody picture of Xion looking so lifeless.

Xion easily diverted the topic to other things while patting the small back until the tense body relaxed in his arms.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes."