Wu Zheng looked down and spoke a while later. "She went to look at the situation in the mountain village and went to the back of the mountain afterward."
"Back of the mountain?" The Apothecary stopped whatever he was doing and turned around immediately. His eyes, which seemed to have been through the vicissitudes of life, sharpened. "The night is misty, and the back of the mountain is all steep slopes and cliffs. Lord Ye is young and should be more careful. You must pay attention and not let her be injured."
Wu Zheng narrowed her eyes and did not reply.
The Apothecary wiped clean his hands and looked at Wu Zheng's side profile. The expression in the Apothecary's eyes changed for a moment as he casually sat down at a side and took a sip of tea.
