C81 Pharmacist

It was already late in the night, so other than the patrolling soldiers on the streets, almost everyone else had already gone to bed within the Black Iron City.

In the backyard of a large house in the city, Uncle Liang looked up at the dark night sky and constantly told of his past. Ye Qian, who was at the side, just quietly listened and poured wine for his master from time to time.

Finally