"Jie'Er!"
Fang Ping and Li Xiu cast aside their fear and rushed forward, throwing their arms around Fang Jie.
They never imagined Fang Jie would actually be saved. The feeling of getting him back after thinking he was lost nearly broke them.
Fang Jie stared at his parents in bewilderment, completely oblivious to his current situation.
'Where am I?'
He only remembered being at the academy, studying, when a wave of drowsiness washed over him. How had he opened his eyes to find himself at home?
Wu Ma stepped forward, clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Lord Bai, what incredible methods!"
He had pronounced the young man dead, admitting he himself lacked the ability to bring him back.
"It's just a small trick."
"May I ask what Cultivation Technique that was?"
"Hm. It's generally called 'soul-summoning.'"
"..."
Wu Ma was speechless. He had thought it was some profound, soul-related Cultivation Technique, not the sort of fraudulent trick commonly used by rogue Daoists.
