"As a dignified Void Sage, aren't you showing a deplorable lack of magnanimity?" Ge Yiming looked at Fang Yun with a cold expression.
"I was sitting in my own home when you came to my door and asked me to betray my country. Not cutting your head off with a single stroke was already magnanimous enough. Remember to tell your uncle that he made a mistake," Fang Yun said.
"What mistake did my uncle make?" Ge Yiming asked.
"He'll know once the literary assembly is over. Someone, see our guest out!" With that, Fang Yun lowered his head to read his official documents.
"You..." Ge Yiming had never expected Fang Yun to treat him this way. He angrily flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
After stepping through the doorway, Ge Yiming said through gritted teeth, "I came here to offer you kindly advice, yet this is how you treat me! Everyone at the Qing River Trading Company said that since you, Governor-General Fang, had torn away all pretense of civility and destroyed our company's pleasure houses, I, as its young master, should follow the Qing Lord's calligraphy out of the city to welcome him. But I admired your literary reputation and hoped to have a long, heart-to-heart conversation with you. Who knew you would take my good intentions for a donkey's liver and lungs! In that case, you can't blame me for sending messages throughout Xiang Prefecture and calling on my literary friends to carry the Qing Lord's calligraphy out to welcome him!"
At the end, Ge Yiming suddenly used Tongue Blossoms Thunder to declare, "Governor-General Fang, don't push people too far!"
"So that was your real purpose. Hmm, not bad." Fang Yun actually spoke in an approving tone, like a teacher instructing a child.
Ge Yiming snorted coldly