Chapter 123

The night was dark as ink. Qin Yue drove through the silent streets, carrying the three of them toward the north of the city. Mu Feng sat in the passenger seat. The burning sensation in his right eye had not yet faded, and golden light spots flashed from time to time at the edge of his field of vision. He looked through the car window into the night sky. Whether it was his imagination or not, the positions of several stars seemed to coincide with those spots of light... "Turn right ahead." Lin Qingci directed from the back seat. "There's an old musical instrument workshop at the end of that alley. Mo Sanxian specializes in restoring ancient instruments. That's his old stronghold."