Sunday morning arrived quietly, and before long everyone began converging on Lin Feng's home.
Li Zhiyan woke up earlier than usual that day, having slept only thirty minutes the night before.
After freshening up, she headed straight for the kitchen to begin preparing breakfast.
This time she moved quickly and efficiently, already knowing that Emery would not be available on weekends.
Since that was the case, the responsibility naturally fell to her.
The soft sounds of cooking soon filled the kitchen.
Not long after, Ning Xi stepped out to help as well.
However, one look at her face made it clear that she was not in the best condition.
Her complexion was visibly pale, and her movements lacked their usual energy.
Anyone with a keen eye could guess that she had overexerted herself the night before.
The profound yin essence within her body had clearly been depleted quite heavily.
