Chu Jiang's gaze immediately locked onto the disheveled old man surrounded by the crowd.
"Who are you, and what do you seek?" Chu Jiang asked steadily, waving a hand to signal the guards nearby to disperse.
It was as though the old man had only now noticed someone who could make decisions. He lifted his clouded eyes to Chu Jiang's, and there was no fear within them—only an almost obsessive urgency.
"I've seen you before..."
"I need medicine... medicine that can save a life. My rabbit... she's dying..." He trembled as he slightly raised the white rabbit in his arms. Blood from her wound had stained his tattered clothes.
Chu Jiang swept his gaze over the white rabbit, and his expression tightened slightly. Even with his discerning eye, he could not immediately identify the source of the force that had caused such an injury. He could only sense an unusually obscure aura lingering around the wound.
And this rabbit appeared ordinary at first glance, yet upon closer inspection, faint and nearly imperceptible spiritual light lay concealed beneath her fur.
"What medicine do you need?" Chu Jiang asked calmly.
"Three Lights Divine Water... or the Spring of Life. Just a little..." The old man spoke incoherently, but the names of the medicines he uttered made Chu Jiang's pupils contract slightly. Only a handful of people knew that he possessed Three Lights Divine Water. How did this old man know?
Besides.
He had said he had seen him before?
Yet Chu Jiang had never met this man.
"Old sir, Three Lights Divine Water and the Spring of Life... are treasures scarcely found in all the world. You..." Fu Yunxuan began.
The old man seemed to hear the rejection in her words, and his emotions suddenly flared. "I won't take it for nothing!