Fang Yun looked calmly at the Qing Lord.
The Qing Lord looked back at Fang Yun, a flicker of something unusual passing through his eyes.
Over the past few days, the Qing Kingdom's spies had gathered extensive intelligence concerning Fang Yun. The Qing Lord had thought he knew Fang Yun like the back of his hand, but now that he saw him, he felt as though Fang Yun's eyes held boundless oceans, reflecting the sky, profound and mysterious.
The Qing Lord gritted his teeth. He had never imagined that, in the few years since they last met, Fang Yun would grow to such a level. Some called eyes like these the "Eye of Principles and Law," a manifestation that required at least a Peak Grand Academician. Yet Fang Yun was only in the sincere intent realm, which meant his power had already broken through the limits of his Literary Rank.
"Principles and law" had nothing to do with the Legalist School. Law encompassed the rules and institutions of the Hundred Schools, while principles referred to the meanings and doctrines of the Classics of the Sages. Attaining this power required two conditions: a sufficiently deep understanding of the Classics of the Sages one specialized in, and a Literary Palace powerful enough for its inner power to begin spreading outward, weaving together in every direction.
The Eye of Principles and Law was not particularly conspicuous. Once one advanced to Great Scholar and attained profound mastery of the Sacred Way, clearer extraordinary manifestations would appear in one's eyes.
With a single glance from Fang Yun, the Qing Lord felt as though his entire body had been seen through. His left hand instinctively rested on a bright yellow pouch embroidered with dragons at his left hip.
Most people paid no attention to this gesture,