Nie Zhe and the other five were on the verge of breaking down. Before a Grand Academician's Literary Platform, the lives of those of such low Literary Rank were no longer in their own hands!
This was the terrifying suppression of Literary Rank.
Before a Grand Academician, only someone who was at least a Metropolitan Graduate could muster the will to resist. No matter how gifted a Provincial Graduate was, a Grand Academician could suppress them with a single word through sheer overwhelming power.
"What happens next is for our young friend Yun Fang to decide," Yun Zhaochен said.
Fang Yun looked at Yun He and said, "Uncle Yun, please have your men march them over there. However much they splashed, make them eat that much. If they can't eat it, pour it into their stomachs! Let them remember for the rest of their lives what it tastes like to splash filth at someone else's door!"
"Rest assured, sir. I'll make these beasts regret it for the rest of their lives! Men, march them over there!" Yun He said loudly.
Nie Zhe turned toward Fang Yun with a pleading expression. Yun He was clearly Yun Fang's elder. Even if Yun Fang was a Hanlin Academician, Yun He should never have addressed him as "sir," unless Yun Fang had some other, more exceptional identity, with a standing at least equal to a Grand Academician's.
Everything happening before him proved that this Yun Fang had an immensely powerful background, perhaps even more formidable than that of the Grand Academician Yun Zhaochен.
But Fang Yun had already stopped paying Nie Zhe any attention and entered the large tent with the six Grand Academicians.
No one took the seat in the center. The seven sat along the two sides, with Yun Zhaochен taking the