In the early morning, the Herb Garden was still filled with the fresh scent of dew mixed with spiritual herbs.

However, today, the usually busy and somewhat oppressive Herb Garden had a distinctly different atmosphere.

When Chen Yang's figure appeared on the path through the herb fields, almost all the servant disciples, whether working or pretending to work, stopped what they were doing and looked at him with complex expressions.

In their eyes, there was undisguised envy, deep awe, but more than anything, a sense of shame and avoidance.