"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.
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