Fang Yun thought to himself that Liu Zicheng truly was still the same sinister, deceitful Liu Zicheng. Fang Yun had no evidence to begin with, while Liu Zicheng had never pressured him in the Prefectural Academy as Academy Head Wei had. Instead, he had even put on a hypocritical show of pleading for mercy.
Fang Yun desperately wanted to kill Liu Zicheng, but he could only rely on Li Wenying. Now that Liu Zicheng had begged for mercy, Li Wenying, a dignified Grand Academician, could not possibly kill an Academy Student without any evidence.
Fang Yun immediately strode forward and said with a smile, "Brother Liu, you overstate it. The Zuo Commentary says: 'To know one's mistakes and correct them—there is no goodness greater than this.' Since you have admitted that you wished to harm me and have chosen to repent, we are still good friends. When Yuhuan and I marry, I hope you will come drink a cup of wedding wine."
"Fang Yun, you're far too good." Liu Zicheng wept bitterly, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Other than a small number who were moved, most merely watched coldly. Rome was not built in a day; everyone knew perfectly well what sort of person Liu Zicheng was.
Some saw through it even more clearly. The two were obviously acting with each other. Though Fang Yun could not kill Liu Zicheng, he had firmly established Liu Zicheng's wickedness, and Liu Zicheng could no longer wash himself clean no matter what he did.
Li Wenying nodded at Fang Yun without saying anything, then turned and left.
The Prefectural Academy attendants immediately began clearing away Academy Head Wei's corpse.
The Prefectural Academy attendant who had stood by the entrance for a long time called out, "Congratulations to Fang Yun for becoming