The voices on the streets gradually became fewer, the light of dusk gradually dimmed, and night began to cover the entire capital.
"Chi Yue," Fang Qingyue called out in a low voice, with a hint of urgency in her tone, "Go and inform Prince Shen and General Jian immediately. Tell them that Jian Yizhi has made a move and ask them to come immediately."
Although Fang Chiyue couldn't see, she had sharp hearing and had already sensed Fang Qingyue's nervousness.
She nodded slightly, and as her sister instructed, she immediately turned around and walked quickly towards Shen Yuhan and Jian Xianzhi.
Although her steps were not hurried, they were steady and powerful, and each step made a crisp echo on the bluestone street.
After watching Fang Chiyue leave, Fang Qingyue no longer hesitated and immediately followed the trail of medicinal powder left by Jian Yizi.
Her heartbeat quickened, and she realized the urgency of time. She stared at the ground in the night, afraid of missing any clues.
As the sky darkened, the lanterns on the street were gradually lit up, and the dim light reflected on the ground, outlining her slender but determined figure.
Although Jian Yizi left few traces, Fang Qingyue successfully followed him all the way with her keen sense of smell for medicinal powder.
Every time he passed an alley, he would leave behind a little powder, which was small but enough to guide the direction.
Just as Fang Qingyue tracked down a secluded alley, she suddenly felt an unusual movement behind her.
The movement was slight, but enough to alert her.
Her heart tightened, and she immediately stopped and looked back vigilantly.
At the entrance of the dim alley, a figure wrapped in black quietly appeared.
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