As soon as the voice rang out across the square, all of the cultivators felt their hearts trembling. That was especially true of the Fang Clan cultivators, who looked up enthusiastically. Even Fang Shoudao and Fang Yanxu had similar reactions.
Fang Xiufeng rose to his feet, looking very excited as he turned to see a young man in a blue robe walking toward them.
It was none other than... Meng Hao!
His face was a bit pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. He looked much weaker than normal, and very scholarly as he approached Fang Xiufeng and clasped hands in greeting.
"I can't believe you're awake!" Fang Xiufeng said, voice filled with love. "What are you doing here? You should be resting!"
