"Wife, wife..."
Without Ling Piaomu by his side, Jiang Qi didn't feel remotely shy, yelling into the phone several times in a row.
Watching his irritating behavior, Gu Xiyue remained silent, really wanting to smack the phone right onto his face.
**
The exterior of the Medical Alliance's buildings was all designed in an ancient style, while the interiors were modern.
Following the location on his smartphone, Fu Xiyan arrived at a courtyard after a short while. He had seen this courtyard on the map of the Medical Alliance before—it seemed to belong to Yue Xi, the Head of the Ancient Medicine Department.
Yue Xi? Yue Ying?
Both contained the character for "moon"; even if they weren't the same person, they must be related somehow.
There were guards outside the courtyard. To avoid startling them, Fu Xiyan scaled the wall to enter.
Being a Fifth-order Ancient Martial Artist now, those guards couldn't detect him at all.
