"Do you have some means of handling this?" Chen Mingding asked in a letter.
"Nothing I would call a special means. You'll know when the time comes, sir," Fang Yun replied.
"Good. Then I'll wait until the fifteenth of the eighth month."
"By the way, if you're free on the fifteenth, you could come visit Baling. Xiang Prefecture's Mid-Autumn Literary Gathering will be held at Yueyang Tower in Baling City this year."
"I'll do my best to come. Even if I can't, I'll send a Chen Family elder to lend you support."
After finishing his exchange with Chen Mingding, Fang Yun went on to read his other letters.
Most were inquiries from friends, former classmates, or acquaintances. They all felt he should be careful about suddenly making such a rash statement, lest the Zong Family find something to use against him.
Farther down, however, someone had written to tell Fang Yun to look at the Discourse Ranking. The Zong Family was making an issue of him again.
Fang Yun entered the Discourse Ranking and saw that the Zong Family's Metropolitan Graduate had written another article, detailing how much Fang Yun had caused certain aristocratic clans to lose in that wager.
Twenty-three Sage Aristocratic Clans had joined the wagers over time, with one clan betting against two others.
Over the years, more than half of the Sage Aristocratic Clans had withdrawn, but several led by Saint Zong had not. Some Void Sage Families and powerful lineages had not canceled their wagers either.
The article listed some of the stakes they were about to lose, including a Desolate City, a fief three hundred li across on the Saint Origin Continent, an intact Demon Emperor's head, three Great Scholar Literary Treasures, ten drops of sacred blood, thirty-four Longevity Fruits, sixty-four Life-Bestowing Fruits, and