Fang Yuan's first life of five hundred years.
Sea God Ceremony.
Naive?
Facing Frost Tide tribe's leader's long-winded speech, Fang Yuan fell into silence.
But he only fell silent for a short period before he chuckled and transmitted his voice: "You think I am not aware of what you said? You think I am an inexperienced youngster? No, I understand all these tricks, clearly in fact. I know these truths and have accepted them."
Fang Yuan was forced to leave Qing Mao Mountain, wandering about in Southern Border before going to Western Desert and then to Eastern Sea. He struggled at the border of death, he had to worry about one or two primeval stones. He had to bow down and grovel before the strong and this destitute life. He had also once gained a high status, listening to reports from his subordinates while drinking tea.
He had been lowly, he had been glorious, he had been lofty, he had been ordinary.
