C462 Deathspeaker

As they were leaving, the guards were enjoying a hearty meal and drinking merrily. Qin Xuan was almost tempted to join them for a few drinks.

If it weren't for the concern that the masked "ghost" was still at the mansion and might wake up at any moment, he would have preferred not to return to Prince Xuan's Mansion that day.

"Also, I need you to make more pills that replenish spiritual energy