Chen Ku had no idea that he had unwittingly stolen the limelight from three outstanding figures of the Jianghu several times over.
「Inside the Medicine King Hall.」
Many ofkc the workers and apprentices had their heads wrapped in bandages and casts on their limbs. Those who were uninjured were setting up a mourning hall. Not far away, peasants and carpenters, commissioned after dawn, were busy repairing walls and houses.
Chen Ku, along with all the other survivors, paid his respects before the large mourning hall set up in the main courtyard.
Inside were the coffins of those who had sacrificed their lives for the Medicine King Hall the night before. In the foremost coffin lay Elder Nong Baosen of the Hundred Herbs Courtyard.
Huo Xiaoxia was in the mourning hall, crying inconsolably before the elder's coffin.
