The Demon King's Birthday Banquet

Nurturing Mountain, a wooden cabin in the back hills.

Feng Xu tended the fire, lazily reclining on a fur sofa as he fiddled with a Go board.

Days without work were truly comfortable.

Unfortunately, there were no phones, no internet, not even anyone to play Go with.

This was a small cabin Feng Xu had built himself, essentially a secret base where he would occasionally come to hide away and relax.

"Feng Xu, something terrible has happened!"

Iron Pillar's shout came from the distance.

The moment Feng Xu opened the door, Iron Pillar grabbed him and tried to drag him away.

"What's got you in such a panic? Hey, wait, I haven't even changed clothes yet."

Feeling the cold wind outside, Feng Xu shrank back into the cabin to warm himself up.

He was already on vacation, so why did he still have to work?

"The Demon Race at the border has all withdrawn. The lord wants you over there to discuss it."

Iron Pillar urged Feng Xu to hurry up and get dressed.

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Everyone's worried we might be going to war with the Demon Race. The commanders have all returned through the wind and snow to stand guard. The lord wants to hear what you think."

"What could I possibly think? We investigate first, then figure out what to do. We don't know anything right now, so what's the point of calling me over?"

Feng Xu straightened his clothes, then suddenly remembered something and turned to Iron Pillar.

"The lord isn't planning to send me to investigate, is he?"

"How would I know? Let's go first. The lord's waiting."

Iron Pillar rubbed his hands together, warm breath spilling from his mouth.

Winter in the Great Wilderness was far too cold.

"No. Just tell him