The civil and military officials of the entire court stared blankly at Fang Yun, still unable to understand why the head of the Kong Family had invited him.
This honor was far too great, so great that it exceeded their comprehension.
Even if the head of the Kong Family wanted to invite Yi Zhishi, he would, at most, send a private letter. Under normal circumstances, he would merely have a Great Scholar of the Kong Family deliver the invitation in person.
Once a Half-Sage opened his august mouth, his words could influence an entire world.
The Sacred Qi of the Confucius Temple still towered into the heavens, undispersed, illuminating the world alongside the Ancestor Stele.
As everyone looked at Fang Yun, even the slowest among them understood that the head of the Kong Family was obstructing Saint Zong.
The last time the head of the Kong Family visited Saint Zong, it had been because Saint Zong had planted spies in Sage Kong's Literary World. Had the family head not demanded justice, the Kong Family would not have deserved its place as the foremost family of the past thousand years.
But this time, it made no sense whatsoever. Was a single Filial Piety Ancestor Stele worth the Kong Family's intervention?
Even Saint Zong dispersing Zengzi's will would not have warranted the head of the Kong Family stepping in.
The many scholars gazed at Fang Yun, speechless. Yes, filial piety had always been advocated by Confucius and the human race, and it was precisely filial piety that made the human race exceptionally united, preventing its strength from dissipating beneath the watchful eyes of surrounding enemies. Still, it was hard to imagine this bringing the head of the Kong Family to intervene personally.
What hidden connection existed between the Kong Family and Fang