The solitary peak.
Snowflakes fell on the summit.
A frozen world, with only a single meditation mat.
Fang Yuming sat on the mat, his cultivation with him, yet his face was still flushed from the cold.
His face was full of confusion.
He was punished by the Sect Leader to reflect in seclusion here.
But—
What exactly did he do to make the Sect Leader so furious?
Fang Yuming was at a loss.
The cold wind blew.
Occasionally, Fu Caier's cries could be heard from the front mountain.
...Who upset her?
Unfortunately, he couldn't go to her.
Once his confinement ended, he would definitely find her to get to the bottom of it and stand up for her!
Wu Xiaode silently felt Fang Yuming's thoughts, almost gritting his teeth uncontrollably.
This kid still wanted to grovel!
Haven't I done enough?
He looked into the Void, where lines of prompt runes slowly appeared:
"Congratulations."
"In just five seconds, you've changed the fate of 'eternal simp' Fang Yuming."
