At the same time.
In Fang Family of Jiangzhou.
Inside a certain room.
Streams of Inner Essence continuously burst out from the room.
Forming circles upon circles of cold and mist.
The servants and disciples of the Fang Family were also shivering with cold.
This situation lasted for a full day and night.
Until noon the next day.
The mist dissipated.
Everything returned to its normal appearance.
Fang Yu did not leave the Fang Family and had been waiting quietly in the hall.
After a short while.
Ye Wenjun and Xie Daoyun descended slowly from the upper floor.
Seeing Fang Yu sitting on the sofa.
Xie Daoyun came up to him and bowed respectfully, saying, "Mr. Fang..."
These three words were called out with a tinge of bitterness... She knew that the man before her was no longer the once Dragon Emperor.
Fang Yu also sensed her emotional fluctuation.
Previously, he had said some words.
This time...
