Heavenly Purity Palace.
Staring at Victor Fang, who was kneeling and pleading for forgiveness before him, Emperor Aiden Qin's face was extremely grim. In fact, a strong murderous intent welled up in his heart—he was the emperor, yet a mere doctor dared defy him?
Thinking of this, Aiden Qin kicked Victor Fang hard. "Get out and receive fifty strokes of the rod!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Victor Fang withdrew with a bitter expression. Already seriously injured, another fifty strokes might cost him half his life.
After driving Victor Fang away, Aiden Qin paced irritably back and forth inside the hall. He couldn't swallow this humiliation—no matter what, he couldn't let that doctor off.
Suddenly, an idea struck him.
He took two young eunuchs and headed straight for the western corner of the palace.
The western corner of the palace was desolate, even more barren than the Cold Palace. Usually, not even palace maids or eunuchs were willing to come here, but today the emperor had arrived.
Finally, Aiden Qin reached a run-down courtyard, waved the two young eunuchs away, then called out in a loud voice, "Junior Aiden Qin requests an audience with Senior."
"The emperor is here! Please, come in."
The courtyard's two wooden doors opened automatically. Aiden Qin stepped inside.
The courtyard had been converted into vegetable plots, lush with green produce. An old man in coarse clothes and white hair was squatting in the field, pulling weeds. When he saw Aiden Qin enter, he merely looked up and smiled, then ignored him.
Aiden Qin was faintly displeased by the old man's lack of respect, a shadow passing through his eyes. But remembering the old man's status, he suppressed his annoyance and waited at the edge of the vegetable patch.
After a quarter of an hour, the old man finished weeding, dusted off his hands, and smiled. "If the emperor has business, just say it."
Aiden Qin held back his anger and said, "Senior, I am afflicted with a terrible illness that none of the imperial physicians can cure. There is a doctor in Sunvale who can heal me, but he is arrogant and refuses to treat me. I sent Victor Fang, commander of the palace guards, to invite him, but he came back empty-handed!"
The old man's expression changed slightly. He knew Victor Fang—an Earth Realm Third Layer martial artist.
"You want me to go invite that doctor?"
"Exactly!" Aiden Qin nodded quickly. "Senior, you are the number-one expert in our Great Qin Empire. With you, it will be easy!"
"Number-one expert?" The old man chuckled and shook his head. "I hardly deserve such a title."