He is the Demon King.
The Demon King must maintain the dignity befitting a Demon King.
"As you command!" Youyou replied cheerfully, just about to switch her perspective back to the players, when Luo Yan suddenly called out to stop her.
"Wait a moment."
Youyou spun mid-air and floated back, curious, asking, "What's the matter, Lord Demon King? Do you have any further instructions?"
Luo Yan reached out, took a test tube filled with dark green liquid from the rack, tightened the cork stopper, and placed it on a silver tray to the side.
"Send a Guardian Clan Acolyte here, and have him take this magic potion down the mountain to those two kids."
Having stayed in the snowy wilderness for so long, even adults would suffer from frostbite, let alone two small children.
He didn't need to witness it—just imagining it, he could already guess their condition.
Youyou stared at Luo Yan in shock and blurted out, "Is the beast medicine from Hell really okay?"
