Fang Yun smiled. "Then allow me to display my humble skills. It is only a poem. What harm could there be if it spreads?"
"Husband!" Yang Yuhuan hurriedly cautioned him. The other women also looked at Fang Yun with concern, hoping he would not act out of spite.
Fang Yun smiled. "Not only will I write a poem, I will also have one of my private soldiers write an article for the Literary Gazette's Editorial Review Institute, recording my visit to the Heroine Society."
"Void Sage Fang, if you do that, I fear you will be taking a great risk." Yang Xunlou frowned slightly.
"What of it? As long as something benefits the human race, I will do everything in my power to accomplish it." Fang Yun was utterly unconcerned.
Anyone who stood one step ahead of the world might be regarded as a madman, but would ultimately reap tremendous rewards.
"You would be opposing all scholars. Even as a Void Sage, your position might become insecure." Yang Xunlou was terrified that Fang Yun would make an irreparable mistake.
"Conservative scholars," Fang Yun corrected her. "When I went to Ning'an County, I told my own people that I had not come to Ning'an to be a good official whom the bureaucrats liked! Likewise, I have not come to the Sacred Academy to be a Void Sage whom every scholar likes!"
"You..." Yang Xunlou looked at Fang Yun, suddenly unable to speak.
As the other women looked at Fang Yun, they suddenly understood why so many common people loved this man, why merely hearing that Ji Zhibai intended to erase Fang Yun's influence had driven ninety percent of Ning'an's able-bodied young adults to take up weapons and prepare to storm the county offices. They also suddenly understood why, when Fang Yun