Ink Maiden's Achievement

These ten Metropolitan Graduates were old hands who had lived through countless gentle rains and raging storms. Fang Yun's words had sounded ordinary, but the term "clan uncle" was anything but.

Fang Bo was over seventy, while Fang Yun was extremely young. By rights, Fang Yun should have addressed him with a title from an even higher generation, such as granduncle. Yet Fang Yun had specifically called him "clan uncle," which meant he already knew Fang Bo's true seniority. More than that, through this form of address, he was telling everyone that he knew the details of each and every one of them.

Jing Kingdom alone might not have been able to accomplish that, but Fang Yun had friends spread throughout the great clans. He could investigate even ten generations of ten long-renowned old Metropolitan Graduates with perfect clarity.

Yet they knew little about Fang Yun.

The ten old Metropolitan Graduates either smiled faintly or remained expressionless. This too was part of a Literary Battle—a battle of mindset. Moreover, they had guessed that Fang Yun must already have clashed with the people of Qing Kingdom during the previous banquet.

Fang Bo smiled at the other nine. "I shall test my skills against this younger member of my clan. My old friends, please wait a moment."

The other nine white-robed old Metropolitan Graduates nodded. Eight of them turned and left, but Qu Hange, one of the Human Race's Ten Old Masters of the Metropolitan Graduates, suddenly said, "Fang Yun, if you can hold out until you reach me, I will personally send you back to Jing Kingdom!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Mister Qu. Once the Literary Battle is over, help me pass a message to Poetry Lord's chief disciple: Jing Kingdom is not a place for him to run wild.