Seeing the Qing Lord actually smiling smugly, the Great Scholars of the Qing Kingdom sighed inwardly. Their sovereign truly was no match for the Void Sage. Fang Yun was turning this political incident into a romantic scandal. Whenever someone on the Discourse Ranking used it to ridicule the Jing Kingdom or Fang Yun, others would retort that the Qing Lord had been rescuing his beloved confidante, completely defusing the so-called incident of the Qing River Trading Company welcoming the Qing Lord.
However, none of these Great Scholars could step forward to refute him. After all, Fang Yun had not attacked the Qing Lord. He had merely made an ordinary joke, judging the boundaries with exquisite precision.
Some Great Scholars looked at Fang Yun with deeply conflicted expressions. Had Fang Yun been born in the Qing Kingdom, he would probably have become Saint Zong's disciple by now, and the Jing Kingdom would no longer have any role to play among the human race. The Qing Kingdom would inevitably rise with unstoppable momentum to become humanity's strongest nation. With Zong Moju, the youngest Half-Sage, leading the way and Fang Yun, the foremost genius of the age, following behind, they would lead the nations against the demon barbarians, their deeds sung for all eternity.
Unfortunately, Fang Yun now stood against the Qing Kingdom, obstructing Saint Zong's grand plan.
The two had yet to clash directly, but they had already stirred wind and clouds into turmoil, throwing heaven and earth into chaos.
Fang Yun continued, "Joking aside, I am deeply grateful to all of you for honoring us with your presence in Baling City and attending this literary assembly. Before the assembly formally begins, we have prepared a Dongting Feast. May you all raise your cups in merry conversation, discuss the autumn days, and