Fang Yu smiled faintly, indifferent to the sarcasm, and walked in.
Gu Zhenxiong, worried that Fang Yu might be offended, quickly stepped up to him and said in a low voice,
"Mr. Fang, I'm truly sorry! You had to encounter such a thing."
Fang Yu responded,
"One cannot be blamed for not knowing!"
They had just entered the Purple Sun Hall when another maid rushed out in a fluster.
"It's not good! It's not good..."
Gu Zhenxiong barked, "What's the matter, to be in such a panic?!"
"The Sect Master… The Sect Master has fainted..."
Everyone was shocked!
This was a matter of great importance.
All faces turned pale with change.
"Follow me!" Ping Wenfu commanded with a wave of his hand, striding towards the inner hall.
Fang Yu also quickened his pace unwittingly.
Gu Zhenxiong could no longer care about propriety and quickly said, "Mr. Fang... It was the Sect Master's dying wish to see you!"
"Okay!"
Fang Yu's reply was simple.
