Watching Zi Wei leave, Su Yingxue felt a twinge of reluctance but also a heavy burden lifted.
Regardless of whether she could cure the plague this time, at least she wouldn't implicate Zi Wei.
She had always hoped that he could live like a normal person.
"Hahaha, what a good show of affection so entwined!"
Hong Lian's bold laughter came from outside the door, sharply contrasting with the silent night.
Unlike the fear of Zi Wei contracting the disease just a moment ago, Su Yingxue stepped out and approached Hong Lian. "Pavilion Master Hong Lian, did you come for a stroll to my place at this late hour? You're so free."
With every word she said, she took a step closer to Hong Lian.
She didn't bring Assassin No. 19 with her today, and her eyes that were blinded by her poison had also recovered their sight.
