"Tomorrow will be the day you die!" Mu Xuan simply agreed, but he sneered in his heart. He didn't care about the other party's commanding tone at all. After all, he was about to die.
The next day, Mu Xuan used the excuse of having a stomachache to leave the Marquis of Mingyang's Estate again, but he didn't immediately concoct medicine. Instead, he went to look for Acacia Red Beans and finally obtained one from the old woodcarver.
At the pharmacy, Mu Xuan was concocting medicine when he suddenly heard teams of constables barging in front of the pharmacy. His heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Then, someone raised doubts on his behalf.
The shopkeeper of the pharmacy whispered, "Something big happened in the city last night. It's said that Lin Zhizhou was assassinated and almost had his heart pierced… Look, Lin Zhizhou was furious and wanted to capture the assassin. He even wanted to dismember him!"
