The night was ink-dark, and a breath of autumn wind swept through, restoring calm to Ao Xiang Villa.
In the small courtyard of the middle villa, Ye Fan tossed the Shi Feng and Shi Ling brothers next to a jade stone.
Under the cloak of night, the two stared wide-eyed at the starry sky, their faces dull and motionless, with only their gently heaving chests proving they were still breathing, not dead, but had become mindless living corpses.
"Senior sister, you take them inside first. I need to restore my consciousness and replenish my Mind Power."
As Chu Ji walked out of the villa with Su Yuxin, Su Liuli, and Situ Ruoshui, Ye Fan spoke with visible fatigue. He had just forcefully attacked the Shi brothers twice using his Mind Power, which had severely depleted it, leaving his consciousness listless.
"Okay."
Chu Ji nodded, grabbed the Shi brothers like they were little chicks, and turned back towards the main building.
"Are you alright?"
"Big brother, are you injured?"
