The second time Ning Guoqiang came out of the house, his face was pale, and his legs were somewhat shaky.
Following him was Li Chunyu, with a glow of health and significantly more energetic than before, even displaying the faintest traces of a newfound charm.
"What the heck, was that the Black Mountain demon or the Star Absorbing Technique? How come I feel like I've aged a dozen years and she's gotten younger?" Ning Guoqiang said through chattering teeth.
Just then, there was a sudden knocking at the door—thump, thump, thump—rather urgent.
Li Chunyu glanced at Ning Guoqiang, then up at the second floor, the message clear: what should we do, open it or not?
At this moment, Ye Ling, with a smirk on his face, swaggered out from a room upstairs, brimming with energy. Behind him, Ning Yushan blushed shyly.
Ning Guoqiang let out a deep sigh and shook his head: "Ah, us old folks just don't have the energy of the young ones."
