Eh? Young duke, please wait for your servant!” Jiang Chen had already disappeared off into the distance by the time Jiang Zheng had reacted.
The Hall of Healing’s majestic buildings appeared in front of Jiang Chen after a short while.
When Jiang Chen arrived on the Hall’s doorstep, the customers walking in and out of the hall acted as if they’d seen a ghost.
After all, Jiang Chen was still the son of a duke and had a bit of fame in the capital. That fart he’d let out at the holy temple was enough to make him headline news in the entire capital over the past two days.
Farting during the Rights of Heavenly Worship, this Jiang Chen was something else alright.
Therefore, Jiang Chen’s name had been gossiped about extensively over the past two days, and was synonymous with being “unique”.
Jiang Chen had farted during the Rites of Heavenly Worship and desecrated the gods. The king had commanded for him to be caned to death. This was news that the entire kingdom knew.
But very few knew that he had not died from his caning
Therefore, his emergence now was bound to set the rumor mill running again.
“Do you see that? Isn’t that that good-for-nothing young duke from the Jiang Han province?”
“So what if he is? There are so many powers in the capital, do you want to suck up to that one?”
“Suck up your ass. I’m saying that that’s Jiang Chen! Wasn’t he caned to death for farting in the Rites of Heavenly Worship?”
“What? You’re talking about Jiang Chen? That farting weirdo? Where?”
Conversations like this were being held all around the Hall of Healing. People clustered in small groups and were almost all discussing the same matter.
As for the person in question, Jiang Chen, he paid no heed to these silly glances, and was even less inclined to engage with these people.
He had important matters to deal with at the Hall of Healing.