He doesn't look happy to see his feet cold and red from walking over snow. He calls for room service to bring food and drink to his room. "The servants will come over with tea." Being mortal, he strangely discovered he does have an appetite for food and drink being a ghost-type himself, which is strange and odd. And he has to feed himself despite the hunger and thirst pangs to his thirst to sustain his body.

While he waits for room service, he wordlessly, he uses a towel to soak it with hot water. Even though he was a powerful ghost king, but to his dianxia, he has humility.

He doesn't need to, but he wanted to. "It's fine gege. Relax. I'll take care of it. This will warm you and you'll feel better." He kneels as he always wanted to do, and then with the hot towel, gently wipes his cold feet to warm him up.