"What is it, Brother Wu? Do you have a different opinion?"
Seeing Wu Longjie's reaction, Zhou Xi merely assumed he was annoyed. He could not help smiling as he spoke.
"Elder Gong! You're here! Wonderful!"
Just then, a vigorous shout startled everyone.
They turned to see a white blur hurtling toward them, stopping before them in an instant.
By the time they recovered, a lavishly dressed young man of around eighteen was already before them, riding White Wolf.
Zhou Xi glanced sideways and saw that the newcomer wore a white brocade Dharma Robe patterned with clouds, extraordinarily sumptuous. His aura was unfathomable as well; even with Zhou Xi's cultivation, he could not gauge its depth. He froze.
"Who is this?" The people from Shenmen Academy were puzzled as well.
Among them, however, some recognized him and drew sharp breaths.
"Fang... Fang Qianyuan!"
"He really has reached the tenth transformation!"
"Incredible! How much time has it even been?"
The lavishly dressed young man riding White Wolf was, of course, Fang Qianyuan.
"Qianyuan, what brings you here?" At the sight of Fang Qianyuan, Gong Yuan's aged face immediately broke into a radiant smile, even his eyebrows curving upward.
His expression greatly surprised the people from Cang Mountain Academy, but those who knew his position and Fang Qianyuan's background privately understood.
Of all the Inner Court disciples Gong Yuan had discovered during his many years serving at Cang Mountain Academy, Fang Qianyuan was unquestionably the most outstanding.
He was a top-tier genius with immense potential. Already so accomplished, he would surely bring Gong Yuan considerable honor and benefits when he advanced in the years to come.
Under the conventions of righteous sects, as Fang Qianyuan's first teacher, Gong Yuan would retain those honors and benefits for life, provided he did not court his