"You, you are the Pharmacist?"
Su Mu's cold, fierce eyes contracted, revealing a look of disbelief on his face. How long had it been since he was unconscious? The Pharmacist, once capable of rivaling Yuan Qing, had fallen to such a state, utterly different from before.
"What, young friend, you don't recognize me?" The Pharmacist suddenly coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up blood.
"That's right, I don't recognize you. If you were the Pharmacist, why didn't you take Xiaoyue back?"
Su Mu's tone shifted, staring directly at Lin Jingqiu, with anger and disappointment surging in the depths of his eyes.
"It's not that I didn't want to, but that I couldn't..." The Pharmacist Lin Jingqiu took everything in and stood at the door for a long time before letting out a long sigh. He took trembling steps into the room.
"Please look, young friend."
Lin Jingqiu pointed to his brow, and amidst a full-body tremble, a blood-red ancient character slowly appeared on his brow: Huo.
