Coastal City, Medical Hall.
Due to Lin Chen's influence, the doctor at the medical hall attended to Yu Qing's wounds immediately without even asking for a medical fee.
Although Lin Chen didn't reveal his own strength, the doctor's intuitive sense as a Martial Artist was able to perceive it. Would a Martial Artist be short of a few silver taels?
In the Zhao Kingdom, if you wish to practice martial arts, besides money, you must also have a certain social status and obtain recommendation from Martial Artists to enter a martial arts school.
As a medical doctor, he was quite familiar with the young Martial Artists of the city. The one in front of him seemed somewhat unfamiliar and should be from another place.
"Doctor, is there a place for Martial Artists to trade in the city?"
"Place for Martial Artists to trade?"
The doctor paused for a moment, then said, "Sir, if you head out and go straight to the left end, then turn right, you'll find the Martial Street of the city."
