That figure descended like an immortal god.
Heaven and earth bowed before him.
Everyone who saw Fang Yun instinctively bowed their heads and bent slightly at the waist, humbled to the depths of their souls.
"We pay our respects to Void Sage Fang!"
All the scholars bent ninety degrees at the waist and bowed deeply with their hands clasped.
Whether it was Deputy Prefect Ying, who had held the highest status moments earlier, or the head of the Jie Family, who had spoken up for his younger sister; whether it was Jie Zhiwen, who despised his aunt, or Ge Xiaomao, the groom, they all bowed to Fang Yun.
The Ge Family members fared better, but when the Sheng Family members heard that the newcomer was Void Sage Fang, their knees buckled in fright, and they fell to the ground.
Sheng Rong's mother trembled in both hands and legs, looking as though she might collapse at any moment.
Fang Yun said nothing, and no one dared raise their head.
"I have important business today, so I'll only stop by briefly. There's no need to stand on ceremony," Fang Yun said.
Fang Yun's tone was warm and gentle, yet everyone felt as though the speaker stood on the distant horizon, so unreal that they could only gaze up at him from afar, unable to approach.
"Thank you, Void Sage Fang!"
Only after speaking in unison did everyone straighten up.
Fang Yun stepped inside.
Those who had known Fang Yun before watched him quietly. Compared to years ago, he had lost much of his youthful immaturity and gained considerable maturity, along with the effortless authority possessed only by monarchs and high ministers.
Deputy Prefect Ying stepped aside of his own accord, his head lowered, without saying a word.
The others hurried to either