Li Huai had killed Hua Zide, but his body was getting weaker. Fortunately, he developed a bizarre 'syndrome' of rapid recovery recently. After sleeping until eight in the evening, when he woke up, he was not entirely recovered, but he was in better shape than before. Shen Yingtian and the others who had been keeping constant vigil by Li Huai's side, including Ouyang Feifei, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that he was as lively and spirited as before.
"When I was sleeping, all of you were not watching the entire time, were you?" Li Huai noticed their nods and felt a bit speechless, "Within three days, one cannot eat or drink anything, otherwise previous efforts would be wasted!"
