Chu Yihan hurriedly grabbed her arm. "Wait. Is that opium in there? Or smuggled Cultural Relics?"
"It's opium. Chu Qingyun is also smuggling opium with the foreigners. Satisfied?"
"My guess was right after all." Chu Yihan pressed his lips together, fury showing in his eyes.
"By the way, you still haven't told me who you are."
"If you don't leave now, stay here and let them butcher you like a chicken!" Su Qiao couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on him. She turned the corner of the alley, vaulted over a wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, wait for me! Wait for me!"
"Where did she go? How did she disappear in the blink of an eye?"
Chu Yihan hadn't expected her to vanish the moment he turned the corner. If he hadn't just felt the other person's body heat, he would have thought he'd seen a ghost.
Although Chu Yihan found this person rather strange and mysterious, he also knew that it was unwise to stay there any longer. He picked an alley at random and ran.
Host, he shouldn't recognize you, right? 444 was a little worried.
The two of them had been standing rather close just now.
"How could he recognize me?"
She had been wearing Night Clothes, black gloves, and a hood. The only part exposed had been her eyes, and he hadn't even seen them clearly. Besides, it had been nighttime. Even someone very familiar with her probably wouldn't recognize her.
Not to mention that, in everyone's eyes, she was a blind woman who couldn't see a thing.
A blind woman who would bump into tables, chairs, and people even when walking during the day—how could she possibly run around like that at night?
"Check whether he went back."