That night, Mo Yinhe fell into a deeper sleep after drinking the herbal medicine prepared by Si Mingjing.
In the dead of night, he still had a high fever, unending night sweats, and his body trembled with cold. Despite his strong physique, he was beginning to feel overwhelmed.
Ye Shen, now experienced, did not panic as she did the night before but immediately turned off the main power supply of the manor.
With the power cut off, the surveillance cameras stopped working.
Then, Ye Shen turned on her flashlight and went to the small building where Si Mingjing lived, knocking on the door as cautiously as a thief.
"Miss Si, Miss Si, we can move now."
When Si Mingjing opened the door, the light from Ye Shen's flashlight happened to shine directly on her face.
One could only imagine the scene.
Ye Shen cried out in shock, "My God, a ghost!"
Si Mingjing glared fiercely at Ye Shen. "Are you a moron? Don't shine that on me; it's blinding."
