Fang Yun spent a long time reading the messages and replied to the important ones one by one, only going to bed late at night.

The next morning, after breakfast, Fang Yun indulged himself by playing for half an hour longer, treating it as a long holiday for himself.

Afterwards, Fang Yun entered the literary combat field of the academy to practice War Poetry and the War of Words, pondering combat strategies. When his literary talent was down to one-third, he headed home.

Along the way, everyone he passed greeted him with cupped hands, most addressing him as "Holy Lord Fang Xu."