Fang Yun Dares!

At the words "Bamboo Mountain Prefecture," every Qing Kingdom official's hackles rose.

Qing Lord stared at Fang Yun in utter disbelief, stripped of all a ruler's dignity, more like someone jolted awake from a deep sleep.

The Jing Kingdom officials were likewise dumbfounded as they stared at Fang Yun. Never in their wildest dreams had they expected him to choose Bamboo Mountain Prefecture.

Even Jiang Hechuan, the Minister of Culture, kept blinking, seemingly unable to understand why Fang Yun would make such a choice.

"Outrageous!" Zong Wuyuan, Qing Kingdom's Vice Minister of Rites, slammed a hand on the table and rose to confront Fang Yun.

Fang Yun did not even glance at Zong Wuyuan. Looking at Qing Lord, he continued, "A ruler's word is no jest. Qing Lord, surely you do not mean to take back your decree?"

Qing Lord's head instantly swelled to twice its size. Who could have imagined Fang Yun would dare bring up Bamboo Mountain Prefecture?

Bamboo Mountain Prefecture was absolutely not Qing Kingdom's most important prefecture, nor was it its wealthiest. But Saint Zong had once studied and served as an official in Bamboo Mountain City for three years!

After Saint Zong attained sainthood, he had manifested his holiness in Bamboo Mountain Prefecture as well, returning to the academy where he had studied in his youth. That place was now honored as a Sacred Land.

If Bamboo Mountain Prefecture became Jing Kingdom territory, the consequences would be unthinkable. Even if it did not count as insulting Saint Zong, it would still be like delivering a resounding slap across the Zong Family's face: You dared seize my Fang Clan Library? Then I will seize your Zong Family's Sacred Land!

Neither Qing Lord nor the officials of both kingdoms present had ever considered Bamboo Mountain Prefecture. Who