Strange currents of energy spread in every direction, their source Fang Yun's Voice of the Sacred Way.
Everyone saw tiny flecks of golden light appear in the once-blue water, shimmering like golden fish scales.
Then the entire Crime-Suppressing Hall trembled slightly.
Everyone realized something had happened and looked around.
Many of the Grand Academicians, however, paid no attention to the outside world, devoting themselves entirely to studying the phrase "give him a taste of his own medicine."
"Void Sage Fang's marvelous words settled the matter. Well said, and well done. As fellow scholars, if we have grievances, we can compete in letters, duel in letters, or even wage a Literary Battle. But if someone relies on his powerful family to throw filth at another person's doorstep, and does so repeatedly, making him swallow it is the best punishment! Only then will he remember his mistake and mend his ways! This is following Confucius's Sacred Way. This is truly using men's own ways to govern them!"
"Exactly! The best way to govern men is to give them a taste of their own medicine! Void Sage Fang was still too merciful. If it were me, since they enjoy throwing filth so much, I would make them live in a cesspit for ten years!"
"The School of War always says our Confucian School is too weak, but these words of Void Sage Fang have rewritten what it means to be a gentle scholar. Every word is a blade, grasping Sage Kong's true intent! I dare say these words will endure through the ages, worthy of the Voice of the Sacred Way!"
"No wonder Void Sage Fang kept yielding before. He is a Void Sage and a distinguished Hanlin Academician. Once his words become the Voice of the Sacred Way, the power within them