Greetings, Master Xu!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand and sat down unceremoniously before sizing Xu Ren up.
They had not met for 15 years. The upright angry youth who was worried about the country and his people then had turned into an expressionless two-faced middle aged man. Not a hint of anger could be found upon his face even though Fang Yuan was so disrespectful. It was clear that Xu Ren was shrewd which caused Fang Yuan to feel that the flow of time had been cruel.
"It seems like my lord is here!"
Xu Ren looked at Fang Yuan's youthful features and felt a sense of regret. He gave another solemn bow, "I would like to thank you once again for your great help in the past! What other teachings do you have for me this time? If you have any use for me, I would not hesitate to go through great lengths to help!"
Fang Yuan remained expressionless after hearing this. However, he laughed coldly in his heart.
