Fang Yan's Lesson

"Fang Yan,"

Fang Yan shuddered for a moment as a heavy and stern voice reached his ears before his gaze shifted to the middle-aged man with a frown on his face.

He began walking towards that man with a smile on his face. He bowed slightly and said as he stood before the man.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I would do everything to repay your kindness."

The middle-aged man's eyes gleamed, his gaze fixed on Fang Yan. "Okay. How did you find the arrangement?"

"I didn't expect you to have such a magnificent arrangement for cultivation. What was that formation in the cultivation room?" Fang Yan inquired, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man.

Even though he knew little about the Middle and Upper worlds. His view was limited since he spent little time with the saint after inheriting the Legacy.