"Go!"
After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the two saw Mo hastily leap out, his face clouded with unspeakable gloom.
"Did you get it?" Yan and Luo Qianqian quickly followed his pace.
Mo nodded with a grim expression, "I'll tell you when we get back, let's go first."
Once they reached the courtyard, Mo still didn't speak. He pointed to an empty spot in the distance where no one was around, and the three of them headed over. Mo immediately raised a barrier of flames.
He took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, "The potion is here, but I now know what it is."
"What?" Luo Qianqian instinctively took it, intending to smell it. After all, she had the protective sachet from Yan, so she felt at ease.
Unexpectedly, Mo snatched the bamboo tube back, glaring at Luo Qianqian with a harsh look, "Aren't you afraid something might happen?!"
"What's going on?" Seeing Mo's grim face, Yan frowned slightly and took the bamboo tube but didn't open it.
