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Tristan's eyes widened when he recognized the man lying on Zhen-Zhen's bed. He was dumbfounded for a few moments.

After he recovered, his shocked expression was replaced by jealousy. He could see Zhen-Zhen's holding the hand of that man while crying silently. Her face was covered by worries and concerns for that guy.

He was the mysterious man who told Tristan about Zhen-Zhen's whereabouts and her plan of leaving this world.

'What is he doing here? What happened to her? Who is he? Why is it Zhen-Zhen cares so much about him?'

Those were the questions running in his mind right now as he watched Zhen-Zhen and the unconscious man. Tristan suddenly felt jealous, wishing he was that man. He woke up without Zhen-Zhen by his side. He searched for her only to find out she was watching over another man in her room.

'Is she not concerned about me? Is she still mad at me? I was the one who got hurt when protecting her.' Tristan pondered to himself.

But after a few seconds, he realized that he was not hurting anywhere. His body seemed totally fine.

'Eh wait? What happened to me? I thought I was stabbed? I even hit the big rock. I felt like I got broken ribs before.'

Tristan was still figuring out what transpired to him when Zhen-Zhen noticed his presence. She immediately stood up from the bed and dashed towards Tristan. Tristan was caught off guard when she pounced on him, hugging him.

Tristan missed this feeling. He missed her warmth. His sweet Zhen-Zhen was back. Her embrace soothed his jealous heart. Tristan also wrapped his arms around her body. He squeezed her in his arms, hugging her tightly with all his heart.

"Tristan…" He heard her anxious voice calling his name.

Tristan called her back as he stroked her hair and her back. "Zhen-Zhen…"

They hugged each other for several minutes as if they hadn't seen each other for ages.

When they broke apart, Tristan cupped her face and kissed her on her forehead, saying, "I missed you so much, Wifey."

"Me too. I missed you so much, Tristan," Zhen-Zhen mumbled softly.

Then Tristan remembered the guy lying on her bed. "Who is he?" He asked her with so much interest in his voice.

Zhen-Zhen fell silent for a moment. She glanced at the man first before answering Tristan.

"He is… Fa-, He is Father," Zhen-Zhen said after some hesitation.

Tristan: "..."

Tristan's eyes widened in both shock and disbelief. He felt like he was losing his wits. So many extraordinary things were happening right now.

"What?! Did you say father?" Tristan asked her again with his bewildered expression.

Zhen-Zhen just chewed on her lower lips and nodded at him.

'Holyshit! The demon god is in the house right now!? In my own house.' Tristan cringed at that thought.

'No wonder just like Zhen-Zhen, he looks like some beautiful, otherworldly creature as well,' Tristan couldn't help but admire the man. Because of that, he felt relieved. A while ago, he felt threatened after seeing Zhen-Zhen caring about a gorgeous man lying on her bed.

"Wait... I thought your father was gone? How did this happen?" Tristan asked Zhen-Zhen in confusion.

Zhen-Zhen shook her head. She had no idea as well. She was not certain. All she knew that the unconscious man lying on her bed looked like her father, the demon god. When Tristan lost his consciousness in her arms, the two of them were engulfed by an unknown force.

In just a blink of an eye, their surroundings suddenly changed. Zhen-Zhen found out that they teleported back to their home. She was still holding Tristan's in her hands. She was about to check Tristan's wound when she noticed another person lying on the floor beside them.

Zhen-Zhen was also surprised when she recognized that face. That man looked like her father. First, she checked Tristan's condition. Zhen-Zhen was confused when she learned that Tristan's wound disappear. Tristan's life was no longer in danger. He was just asleep.

Zhen-Zhen couldn't explain it as well. She just brought Tristan to his bedroom before she checked the stranger who looked like her father. She tried to wake him up but there's no response.

Zhen-Zhen felt alarmed when she discovered that this man was the one who was injured. Tristan's wound and injury a while ago were transferred to him. She brought the unconscious man to her room. She could sense the same aura of her father with this man.

Zhen-Zhen was wondering to herself. 'Are you my father or my FaMo?'

She would find out once the man woke up. She felt grateful to him because she knew that he was the one who protected Tristan and the one who brought them back to this house.

One of Zhen-Zhen's assumptions was true. The unconscious man was none other than FaMo. When he decided to bring Tristan to the mountain, he already found a way to talk to him. FaMo could only impersonate two people, either Zhen-Zhen's mother or the demon god.

FaMo chose the latter. He was more familiar with the demon god's human appearance. He transformed into this human form before he met Tristan. Tristan was just an ordinary human, so in order to teleport Tristan into the mountain, FaMo fused himself into his body.

Upon arriving on the mountain, FaMo didn't leave Tristan's body. He didn't know what the other Zhen-Zhen would do to Tristan or how she would react once she saw Tristan. This was a precautionary measure to protect him if ever something would go wrong.

FaMo was thinking that he had to protect Tristan because he's the only person he knew that could bring back the sweet and kind-hearted Zhen-Zhen they knew. FaMo did the right decision. Zhen-Zhen began to attack Tristan.

Tristan could feel the pain because they were fused as one but the truth was… it was FaMo who was actually receiving those hits instead of Tristan. FaMo was the one who got injured as he protected both Tristan and Zhen-Zhen.