'Drunken dream' was one of the drugs that pharmacists disdained to make the most.
A regular pharmacist would be disgraceful towards this kind of evil thing. Only some people with evil intentions would think of using this kind of thing to accumulate wealth or to achieve an unspeakable purpose.
And the person who had poured wine for Mo Qian was the one with ulterior motives!
Zhuang Xian looked at Mo Qian, who was being pushed away by Mo Xi, and the blue figure who followed behind them. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed to be in a dilemma.
Zhuang Xian had a hunch that this would be a farce. However, after hesitating for a while, she still decided to follow them and see if there was anything she could do to help. Perhaps she could even do Mo Qian a favor!
She also wanted to know how the other party had gotten his hands on drunken dream.
