"My lord, could this Qin person be trying to ruin your reputation?!" Zhao Chong quietly leaned over and whispered, "Shall we still leave?"
Qi Yue laughed.
"I actually think Qin Lingwei is helping me gain fame! Let's see..."
At this moment, the Soldier at the city gate escorted two plump women over, who, while not weighing more than two hundred pounds, were certainly on the heavier side.
The crowd broke into discussion once again.
"What on earth is going on here? Who exactly is Miss Qi Yue among them?"
"It's such a shame, I heard Miss Qi Yue is actually a nice person, she can heal the sick, she's a Divine Doctor!"
"Rumors shouldn't be believed so easily, though. If Miss Qi Yue is so capable, why doesn't she heal herself? Look at all that fat..."
"If she's a Divine Doctor, that means she heals illnesses, what does fat have to do with it?"
"Don't you know? Being fat might also be a sickness."
"Hahaha...."