Chapter 153

Wyatt lifted his head and saw a field shrouded in mist. Beneath the veil of mist, he saw different colorful flowers and plants. They swayed in the mountain breeze, filling the surroundings with the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Among them was the purple sage Wyatt needed. He smiled faintly before walking to the Medicinal Field. On the other hand, Maeve stood still as she silently watched Wyatt's retreating figure. A strange red light flickered in her eyes, and a cold smile played on her lips. After taking a few steps forward, Wyatt suddenly turned around. "Let's go together, Ms. Sadler," he said. Maeve hesitated momentarily. Then, she walked toward him. She wore an elegant dress with her hair tied up and her brows beautifully shaped. The raised collar accentuated her slender, fair neck, while the high slits on both sides revealed glimpses of her fair legs. As her slender waist swayed gently, Maeve displayed her allure. Yet, Wyatt frowned and sized her up. "Go pick th