Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden.
"Emperor, I wonder why you urgently summoned this old beggar here? Is there something pressing?" the Old Gang Leader asked, bowing perplexedly.
He'd been standing there for quite a while, yet the Emperor hadn't acknowledged him. Initially, he thought he might have offended the Emperor somehow, but after pondering, he realized he hadn't.
The last time they played chess, he deliberately lost to the Emperor, and it was a subtle defeat too, so the Emperor probably wouldn't have noticed.
The Emperor was sitting in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, admiring the fish in the pool. Only after hearing the voice did he lazily respond with a grunt.
He put down the fish bait, stood up, and at the right moment, a maid handed him a handkerchief to wipe his hands.
The Emperor wiped his hands while saying, "I hear you're planning to go to the army camp to serve as a doctor, is there such a matter?"
