Ye Wufeng sat high on his throne, his cold, stern eyes silently watching Fang Shuwen step into the great hall.
In the few short months since he had first set foot in the Northern Domain, he had risen meteorically through the Jianghu.
He had been invincible every step of the way.
The desk before him was piled high with intelligence reports detailing every facet of Fang Shuwen.
Ye Wufeng understood Fang Shuwen's personality and was familiar with his Martial Arts.
But the more he knew, the more Ye Wufeng felt this person was an anomaly in the Jianghu.
'An almost unsolvable anomaly!'
He had started as a mere Protector for the Zhou Family, a product of the Four Seas Martial Arts Hall. The first eighteen years of his life were transparently unremarkable.
Yet on the night the Zhou Family was on the verge of annihilation, he had displayed astonishing Martial Arts.
No one knew where Fang Shuwen's Martial Arts truly came from.
