Fang Zheng had already drawn everyone's attention before this. After all, he was the most handsome man present. Now that Ba Chou had spoken his name, everyone was greatly shocked. Even Ji Yanran widened her eyes and stared at him in surprise.
"Could this be Young Master Fang Zheng, the 'Sage of the Qin' renowned throughout the Six States?"
What the hell kind of title was that?
Fang Zheng's expression darkened slightly upon hearing it. What the hell was a Sage of the Qin? What if someone misheard it as a Sage of Romance?
Though he grumbled inwardly, Fang Zheng still rose and bowed to everyone.
"I am Fang Zheng."
Just then, a man on the other side let out a cold laugh and fixed his gaze on Fang Zheng.
"I have long heard Young Master Fang's illustrious name. It is thunderous indeed. I heard that Young Master Fang, with only himself and a qin, slaughtered eight hundred horse bandits of Graybeard. It truly beggars belief."
"Oh, thank you for the compliment."
Fang Zheng chuckled and sat back down. His shamelessness left everyone present stunned. They could all hear the mockery and disbelief in the man's words and had been waiting to see how Fang Zheng would respond. Yet he had simply accepted it...
However, these people clearly shared the same hostility. Soon, another man dressed like a scholar took up the attack.
"But Young Master Fang's bloodthirsty nature is surely too contrary to the harmony of Heaven. I have heard that since Young Master Fang began traveling through the Six States, he has slain more than ten thousand horse bandits. Such wanton slaughter—are you not afraid of Heaven's punishment? Besides, those horse bandits were merely displaced commoners driven to desperation by war. Though they had committed wrongs, they were