Madam Liu understood; just now at the door, those gossipers had muttered a few words, making the banquet absolutely necessary. Thus, she gathered herself and introduced Shen Juncheng's return with great ceremony and enthusiasm.
The guests all rose to greet him, and indeed, it was quite a spectacle. Many dignitaries had come, suggesting Madam Liu put considerable effort into this banquet to clear Shen Juncheng's name.
For a moment, it was all about exchanging pleasantries.
Shen Juncheng looked at the parade of unfamiliar faces, each one warmly calling him the Princely Heir and expressing concern for his health. He slightly closed his eyes.
Tired.
It's truly tiring to deal with.
What to do if you don't want to deal with it?
Cough.
Cough, cough, cough, Shen Juncheng suddenly started coughing. Those surrounding him who heard rumors about his contagious cough quickly took a few steps back.
