This name is known to Lu Shuai; they belong to the top tier of secret elites. Regardless of the force, everyone is willing to befriend an Alchemist because you never know when they might save your life. Besides, an Alchemist has an extremely deep network; offending them means offending countless forces. It is clear how revered their status is.

Looking at the determined Tang Chendan, Lu Shuai didn’t know what to say. For minions like them, let alone the Great Alchemist, even ordinary Alchemists wouldn’t take notice of them.

"Miss Tang, isn’t it a bit rash for us to visit like this?" Lu Shuai considered his words.

"It’s been years; finally, a Great Alchemist has come to Dragon Capital. Whether it works or not, we have to try." Tang Chendan knew the difficulty, "Meng Po has foreseen a sign, the sugar cake doesn’t have much time left."

Lu Shuai furrowed his brows. He’s had sympathy for the dull child he occasionally greeted. The child’s life was about to end—it’s too fragile.

"I’ll handle this alone." Tang Chendan stated.

Lu Shuai’s eyes widened: Alone?

What if he’s an old pervert? Absolutely not!

"Miss Tang, if the other party is a Great Alchemist, even more reason for me to accompany you. Even if he doesn’t care about me, he still has to give my grandpa some face." Lu Shuai said.

Tang Chendan thought for a moment and nodded her head. She couldn’t afford to miss any opportunity. Even if she could get involved, the cost of a Great Alchemist would be staggering, but that was a concern for later. As long as the other party agrees to help, she’ll find a way to meet the conditions.

Black Water Lane, Three-Eared Bar.

Ding dong.

Seeing Tang Chendan’s stern figure, Sister Yan immediately greeted her with a smile, "Ah, it’s Lord Tang, what brings you here?"

"I’m looking for the Master of Alchemy Skill." Tang Chendan said, approaching the bar.

"Alchemy, what kind of alchemy? I only have drinks here, lord, would you like one? My treat." Sister Yan asked puzzledly, her eyes glancing at Lu Shuai—he’s quite a cool guy.

Tang Chendan’s pupils turned pale as she stared at Sister Yan, "Where is the alchemy skill?"

"I don’t know, but Old Kuang does." Sister Yan answered blankly.

"Where’s Old Kuang?" Tang Chendan continued to ask.

"Copper Street 5—129."

Tang Chendan’s pupils gradually returned to normal, and she snapped her slender fingers, causing Sister Yan to tremble.

"Get us two Moon Over the Well." Tang Chendan said.

"Okay, alright." Sister Yan felt something was off but dared not say anything. Night Patrols are troublesome; best not to offend them.

Tang Chendan and Lu Shuai drank their Moon Over the Well. Tang Chendan paid, and the two entered the Black Market together.

Lu Shuai knew of this place but had never been there. He always kept a respectful distance from secretive forces.

The situation in the Black Market was intriguing, and Lu Shuai looked around, "Miss Tang, was that soul-searching technique you just used?"

"No, soul-searching causes severe harm to the body." Tang Chendan shook her head.

Clearly, Tang Chendan was no stranger to the Black Market, and she navigated through easily to find the address. Soon, they arrived at Old Kuang’s door.

Tang Chendan knocked, but there was no response. Yet a gentle push opened the door.

"Is anyone here?" Tang Chendan asked.

"Here, please have a seat." Old Kuang’s voice echoed as he slowly emerged from a back room.

Old Kuang scrutinized Tang Chendan, "Isn’t this Lord Tang; my little shop obeys the law."

"Old Kuang, I’ve come for information. I know your rules; we’ll follow them. I want to know the Master of Alchemy Skill’s address in Dragon Capital." Tang Chendan was direct.

Old Kuang silently regarded Tang Chendan, "Lord, isn’t this a bit difficult—this issue isn’t about money."

Old Kuang neither affirmed nor denied, but this wasn’t the kind of information that could be sold.

"Old Kuang, you set the rules. Since I know them, you’ll have to follow your own rules, otherwise, your shop won’t need to stay open." Tang Chendan coldly stated.

"Can I know how you found out about the Master of Alchemy Skill coming to Dragon Capital?" Old Kuang was curious.

"An exchange, one for one?" Tang Chendan replied.

Old Kuang considered, "Alright."

"The overseas department of the Night Patrol encountered it while handling a case; the ship’s destination was Dragon Capital."

Old Kuang relented, "I can give you the address, but you mustn’t interfere with my business, can’t disclose, and mustn’t trouble the master. If the master refuses, you can’t pester him."

Tang Chendan nodded, and Old Kuang finally wrote a note and handed it to her.

"Lord Tang, I know you’re doing this to save someone, but just this once."

"Thank you."

Tang Chendan took the note, and with Lu Shuai, left the dim little room. The door closed behind them, and at some point, a lock had appeared on it.

"He doesn’t seem too afraid of you?" Lu Shuai asked curiously.

"The Black Market has its rules; Night Patrol doesn’t hold that much power. Old Kuang, as an information trafficker, prefers not to offend people." Tang Chendan said.

The two reached the corner of the street, and Lu Shuai curiously pointed inside, "Are there many more places inside?"

"This is the Copper Market; there’s a Silver Market and a Gold Market inside, but most people can’t enter."

"You can’t enter either?"

"I can’t enter; I’m just a Night Patrol." Tang Chendan said, looking at the address on the note, she didn’t want to waste time.

Together, they took a carriage to the location of the Master of Alchemy Skill in East Second District.

"Miss Tang, the place is only a few streets away from my home, isn’t this destiny? Don’t worry, it means we’ll be very successful." Lu Shuai said, smiling at the somewhat worried Tang Chendan. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Tang Chendan looked at the ever-hopeful Lu Shuai, feeling a bit envious and somewhat lonely, giving a gentle sigh without speaking.

The horse-drawn carriage clattered forward, and Lu Shuai’s mood was still very good. He felt that Miss Tang was gradually warming up to him, her guard was lowering quite a bit. If he contributed to the sugar cake issue this time, he might really break the ice. He believed that Miss Tang had a favorable impression of him, just as he gradually got to know her. Miss Tang was also gradually understanding him.

It was evident that the noble East Second District caused Miss Tang some discomfort and pressure. This was different from the places Night Patrol frequented. The residents here were Dragon Capital’s dignitaries. The small Night Patrol Silver Owl, or league leaders, were almost like ants—not even welcomed.

But unlike others, Lu Shuai seemed naturally suited to be in such a place.

"How did sugar cake’s parents sacrifice themselves, and why did it implicate sugar cake?" Lu Shuai asked.

"During the roundup of the Cult, they were caught in a bloodline curse. Speaking of which, I bear some responsibility; it should have been me who died." Tang Chendan said, "Back then, I acted too impulsively, unaware of the Cultists’ ferocious counterattack in their dying moments."

Night Patrols are filled with repression, which also affects those around them.

"Miss Tang, this is fate; my brother has a fine mentor, choosing Night Patrol over the Canon Law School. That’s probably the legacy. Governor Luthor enacted many reforms, but what remains now? I think it’s only Hex-Tech and Night Patrol." Lu Shuai lamented, although the King was replaced by the Grand Governor and the Council of power, the upper echelons haven’t really shifted.

"Sometimes, I really envy your optimism." Tang Chendan said.

Lu Shuai smiled, "I think life is an experience—to pursue one’s goals, the outcome doesn’t matter. My grandpa once said, don’t miss the scenery along the way—that is life itself."

Watching Lu Shuai, Tang Chendan rarely avoided his gaze, looking out the window instead.