The lack of vitality in a person is a physical issue.
Feeling fatigued is a mental issue.
Wang Longhu's divine resilience can help restore physical energy, and his high spirits can actively eliminate any fatigue.
So now, Wang Longhu is essentially halfway into the realm where sleep is unnecessary.
Unless it's really necessary, he indeed doesn't need sleep.
In the wind and snow, five figures rapidly approached from afar.
"Just ahead, be ready."
Five assassins, identical in appearance to Wang Longhu, exchanged glances before pulling knives from their pockets.
These knives all had blades with blood grooves and were coated with neurotoxin; even a slight cut would send the target straight to heaven.
"Be careful, number 1231 died under strange circumstances without reporting any useful information back. This Wang Longhu is not ordinary; we must go all out."
"Understood."
The five assassins approached the cave cautiously, each body tensed like a poised viper.
