Li Mingyin looked toward the roof with a satisfied smile on her face.
The light outside grew brighter and brighter, but inside the room, the battle continued fervently. The servants outside all exchanged knowing smiles, everyone was well aware.
Once Ming Mo had completely released, he felt extremely fatigued and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Li Mingyin, however, was full of energy, just sitting cross-legged on the bed, naked, beside the slumbering Ming Mo, beginning her meditation to digest the essence of energy absorbed tonight, transforming it into her own energy.
Of course, she dared not absorb too much of Song San's yang energy, as that man was still quite sinister, so the essence energy within her was mostly from Ming Mo.
