Cai Ying glanced at Deng Jianchen with pity, sighed, and said, "He drank a Giant Potion to save my lady and was bedridden for a month. He's only just now able to get out of bed, and here you are..."
"Oh, it seems Jianchen's luck is a bit off this year... Ah, I'm off to find my spring!" Chu Qingcheng fanned himself with his paper fan and headed for Shen Lang's home.
Just as he left and the crowd on the main street began to disperse, on another street, Xu Daolin stood in a corner with his hands clasped behind his back, listening to an old man's report.
