The Demon Lord Softens Again

I kidnapped the Demon Lord’s two-year-old son. The little porcelain doll blinked up at me from my arms, so very obedient. When I returned to the sect, I presented him to the Immortal Lord. “How about letting him be your attendant?” I thought the Immortal Lord would be delighted. Instead, his face went deathly pale. The System prompted: [Host, the Immortal Lord’s favorability toward you has decreased by 5.] I don’t understand! Why wouldn’t he be happy to have his archenemy’s son wait on him?! Just then, one of the senior disciples came rushing in in a panic. “This is bad! The Demon Lord is yanking on our elder’s beard and demanding his son! “Who on earth stole him? Hurry up and return him already, aaah!!”