In the villa next door, Mo Chengyu's face was even paler than before.
Lying on the small bed by the window, her complexion grew almost translucent—a severe reaction to completely depleting her spiritual power.
At this moment, her face pale, she was pressed against the window, craning her neck to look at the house next door.
The Left and Right Guardians stood by her side, looking utterly exasperated.
The Left Protector asked, "What's the matter?"
Mo Chengyu said, "Can't you two smell that?"
"We can. So what?"
"..."
"I want to eat what they're having next door," Mo Chengyu said, sounding rather pitiful.
The Left Protector's brow furrowed. "Minister Mo, you've depleted your spiritual power. You need to replenish it with Nourishing Liquid, not consume other foods."
The Right Protector chimed in, "If you really must eat, we can ask the young lady next door to make you something delicious once you've recovered. How does that sound?"
