All the spiritual energy in this area had been absorbed by him, so there was nothing left to draw from.
"How are you feeling now?" Liu Lanxi came over to Mo Huasong, looking at his complexion.
His face was not as pale as it was in the morning, but it was still pallid, showing signs of significant depletion.
It was said that after martial artists had lost a significant amount of inner strength, it took a long time for them to replenish it.
She had offered him her elixirs, but he refused to take them.
Thinking of this, Liu Lanxi once again pulled out an elixir and said to Mo Huasong, "Why don't you try my elixir? It's very good."
"I really don't need it," Mo Huasong shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Liu Lanxi angrily stomped her foot and glared at him, "So, you won't listen to me? Then you're not allowed to like me anymore."
"Huh? So, if I listen to you now, then I can like you?" Mo Huasong looked at Liu Lanxi in surprise.
