"Chen Qing is bringing about his own doom!!"
In the Hundred Herbs Hall on North Street, a disheveled scholar with matted hair, emitting a foul stench, stood on a table, manically explaining his views to the group of people below him, excitedly.
Those below were representatives of the scholarly class from Nanming Prefecture, who had come together through a merchant surnamed Feng. But at that moment, seeing the other party's appearance, each and every one of them had an indescribable expression!
