The air froze once again.
Everyone looked at Fang Yu.
A bit incomprehensible—
Incomprehensible of his audacity, incomprehensible of his courage, incomprehensible of his confidence.
Zhou Qirong had always trusted the Great Zhou King implicitly and believed absolutely that the King's Astrology had never been wrong. The King said Fang Yu was the lucky star of the Great Zhou Royal Family, so he surely was!
But at this moment, Zhou Qirong was a bit shaken!
Is he really the lucky star and not a calamity for the Great Zhou Royal Family?
Offending a cultivator in the Taoist Saint realm in front of everyone! How is this different from seeking death?
If it weren't for Mo Huajian giving the maid Xiaoyu a heads-up in advance.
Fang Yu might have been a dead man already.
