Emerging from the dilapidated temple, Ye Feidan cautiously surveyed her surroundings. A quick scan of her memory confirmed that this was Kyoto's most notorious ghost street on the outskirts of the city.,The next moment, the white figure darted swiftly through the herb garden, quickly harvesting the medicinal herbs it needed.,Ye Hisa found nothing, furrowed her brows and murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me."。