"Headmaster!"
Just then, a roar rang out above Lin Yan City.
Within three streaks of radiant light, Tao Sheng's figure slowly emerged.
Two others followed behind Tao Sheng.
Fang Xuan recognized one of them as Yin Xu of Pu Nan Academy. As for the other, he wore a deep azure Confucian robe and sported a small goatee. There was a heroic air between his brows, his nose was high and straight, his lips slightly full, and his overall bearing projected confidence and resolve.
Everyone looked up, while Tao Sheng stared down below with a face full of shock.
Before he had left, Lin Yan City had certainly suffered considerable damage from the various battles, but it had been nothing like this—a complete scorched wasteland.
What exactly had happened in less than an hour?
Where was the Purple Star Mountain alliance?
And where was the East Mountain God?
The flood of doubts made Tao Sheng look toward Fang Xuan.
At once, a heaven-shaking guess rose in his heart. All of this had very likely been done by that young man in bloodstained robes, whose expression remained utterly indifferent.
"Brother Yin Xu!"
"Mister Cheng Ge!"
Tao Yuansi cupped his hands toward the two men in the sky.
The three descended through the air and stopped a hundred meters before Tao Yuansi, each offering a salute.
Tao Yuansi then introduced them to Fang Xuan. "These two are both instructors of Pu Nan Academy: Yin Xu and Yan Chengge."
With that, Tao Yuansi turned, preparing to continue the introductions.
Yin Xu suddenly stepped forward and waved a hand, his gaze fixed on Fang Xuan. "Brother Tao, there is no need for introductions."
Then he cupped his hands to Fang Xuan. "Commander Fang."
"It has only been a few months, yet it seems you have