Fang Yunzheng nodded slowly and said, "Fifth Brother, I acknowledge him. But I don't acknowledge those other people of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
"I acknowledge Fifth Brother. But I don't acknowledge his identity as part of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect."
"That's enough."
Fang Yunzheng struggled to stand up and said, "I'll go to pay respects to Ninth Brother first!"
"Wait until you're a bit healthier..."
"No! I want to go now!"
Fang Yunzheng softly said, "My brother has been waiting for me... waiting for three thousand years..."
"...Alright. I'll support you there."
A moment later.
Guan Ying Platform.
It was a large, complete stone extending towards the east at the mountain peak.
The wind roared.
In the wind, Fang Yunzheng's body was swaying, almost unable to stand firm.
But he stubbornly refused Feng Yunqi's assistance.
He made an effort to stand.
Looking at the gravestone ahead.
Ji Kongyun's Tomb of Ninth Brother.
