'Noah?' Pani silently repeated the name. He had never heard of anyone like that by Mingye's side.
On the way, Pani followed behind the cloaked figure, his eyes constantly scanning their surroundings as he secretly memorized the route. His mind raced, trying to come up with a plan.
Soon, they arrived at a side hall of the ancient castle.
The architectural style of the side hall matched the main castle, with Gothic spires and intricate carvings that spoke of its former luxury. However, it had long since fallen into disrepair, its walls covered in mottled moss.
The cloaked figure pushed open a heavy door, and a pungent smell of herbs filled the room.
Pani subconsciously held his breath. As a doctor, he was all too familiar with the smells and properties of various herbs.
With just a brief sniff, he immediately realized that the herbs filling the room were all poisonous.
