Hearing Jiang Hechuan's angry rebuke, some people already realized that the elderly Flower Lord's cursing of a Great Scholar had raised the curtain on something much larger.
"Thank heavens Zhang Longxiang is Void Sage Fang! If they really were two different people, both would very likely have suffered grievously now! One would have been crushed in a literary contest, while the other, upon learning that his opponent had been coerced by the Zong and Lei Families, would surely have been wracked with guilt! Lei Tingzhen's conduct is not merely beastly-it borders on betraying our race!" Sai Zhixue, a Grand Academician of the Jing Kingdom, declared with Tongue Blossoms Thunder.
"As the host of this literary assembly, I should not involve myself in this matter. But as a scholar, I still possess the most basic conscience. If the Lei Family wishes to kill us, if the Sacred Academy wishes to punish us, count me among them. The elderly Flower Lord spoke well! Lei Tingzhen is vile and shameless, and everyone has the right to curse him!"
"Pah! A Great Scholar, my ass! Come kill me!" An old woman from Baling City suddenly spat at Lei Tingzhen, then cursed him.
"So what if we curse you? Beast!"
"How can everyone insult a Great Scholar like this? I am merely a Provincial Graduate, and my literary rank is too low. If I were a Great Scholar, I certainly wouldn't curse him-I would beat him!" Ning Zhiyuan, Fang Yun's former classmate in Jiangzhou, also began striking back at Lei Tingzhen.
The people of the Ten Kingdoms finally could no longer contain themselves and began cursing Lei Tingzhen. Their curses grew fiercer and fiercer, impossible to stop.
Lei Tingzhen faced them with cold indifference. He had already suffered dust-covered literary guts once; even if they