Tu Zhaofeng was the strongest Great Scholar in Chu Kingdom, even hailed as one of the strongest Great Scholars in the history of the Literary World. Standing there, he was like a towering mountain, bearing the heavens on his shoulders, supporting the entire hall and the whole of Chu Kingdom, lofty and immense.
Yet Kong Qingnan had reached an even higher realm. When glimpsed from the corner of one's eye, Kong Qingnan seemed like a boundless giant, his head propping up the sky and his feet planted upon the earth. But when one looked directly at him, he was merely a robust, rosy-cheeked old man, whose eyes were only brighter than ordinary people's, whose complexion was only better, and who wore a purple robe. Apart from that, he was no different from an ordinary scholar.
Kong Qingnan's strength had already reached Reversal of Reality and Illusion.
Thus, when Kong Qingnan appeared, the King of Chu bowed deeply, his hands nearly hanging to the ground.
Smiling, Kong Qingnan took the initiative to bow to Fang Yun. "It has been a year since the public deliberation. Void Sage Fang, your Sacred Way has grown ever more profound. Congratulations."
"You flatter me, Mister Kong. I never expected you to have become a Literary Ancestor. That is what truly deserves the Human Race's celebration." Fang Yun merely cupped his hands politely and did not bow in return.
At this moment, Fang Yun had to put on the airs of a Void Sage!
Tu Zhaofeng hurriedly said, "Brother Kong, please help Chu Kingdom."
Kong Qingnan nodded. "I have known you for many years. How could I stand by and do nothing?"
After speaking, Kong Qingnan looked toward Fang Yun and sighed, yet remained silent for a long while.
The King of Chu suddenly knelt again