Chapter 650. Crafty plots and machinations (1)
Very quickly, the person dressed in black returned with news of Apothecary Leng.
Leng Yan, Apothecary Leng. One of the few Elite Apothecaries in Eastern Ling, just so happened to have met Su Luo through fate.
It was a pitch-black night, so dark as to not be able to see your fingers in front of you.
Su Luo’s figure was like a leopard cat as she jumped out from the window and disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.
Now, within the capital, it was quiet and noiseless. The night wind blew up the corner of her jacket and made it rustle.
Su Luo’s footsteps did not stop, on the roofs of the irregularly but charmingly arranged homes, she danced and jumped as she skimmed past.
Very quickly, she arrived at tonight’s destination.
This was a courtyard in the center and the most bustling part of the capital.
Apothecary Leng had been busy all night in the refining pharmacy. He had just come out of the refining pharmacy and directly walked into his bedroom.