A Good Romance
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Ao Yang Ming looked at Ling Han, a faint smile on his lips, and said, "Ling Han, you should return the ancient book I lent you before, right?"
Ling Han also smiled, and said with a hint of surprise, "Borrow Yang Ming, did you forget? This is the price I paid for saving you … Also, you were calling me Young Master Han just now, and now you're calling me by name. You've changed too quickly, haven't you?"
Some things were unspoken rules. Everyone only needed to know in private, and couldn't be put on the table. Just like how Ao Yang Ming pretended to be a lackey, that was because he wasn't strong enough. If he still put on airs as a young master, it was guaranteed that he'd be destroyed in minutes.
Oh, you say you're a direct disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, but show proof.
Not to mention whether or not he could, since he offended a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, why not kill him and cause trouble for himself?
He had made a name for himself through his pride, so he naturally had to keep a low profile previously. Everyone knew this, but Ling Han had exposed him in public, and was obviously not giving him any face.
Ao Yang Ming's face instantly darkened, and the old man called Uncle Fu was even more murderous. He stepped out and said, "Young man, what nonsense are you talking about? If you speak without thinking again and slander my young master, I'll make sure your blood splatters five steps away!"
"Hehe …" Ao Yang Ming pressed his hand lightly, and said, "Uncle Fu, Ling Han came all the way with me. He can talk nonsense, but I can't ignore old friendships."
"Yes, Young Master is magnanimous, this old servant admires …" Uncle Fu bowed and said, looking very servile.
This old man was at the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and in this small world, he was a top-notch elite. Outside, as long as they revealed their identity as the Winter Moon Sect, even Spiritual Pedestal Tier elites would have to give them face.
Qi Yong Ye and the others frowned. This old man completely relied on Ao Yang Ming, and if Ao Yang Ming insisted on dealing with Ling Han, the situation wouldn't be good. This Ao Yang Ming was really shameless. Ling Han obviously saved him, but not only was he not grateful, he actually turned his gun against Ling Han.
Don't burn the bridge after crossing the river. You're just a typical villain.
Ao Yang Ming looked at Ling Han once again, and said indifferently, "Ling Han, hand over the ancient book, and we'll still be friends. Otherwise …" He didn't continue, but Uncle Fu revealed his ferocious expression, displaying the look of a dog slave to the fullest.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "When there's something going on, you call me Young Master Han, and when there's nothing going on, you call me Ling Han. Could it be that you're a chameleon? Are you worthy of being called my friend?"
Ao Yang Ming's expression changed. Uncle Fu took a step forward and was about to attack, but was stopped by Ao Yang Ming's outstretched hand. This young man's face was as cold as water, yet he looked towards Qi Yong Ye and the others, saying, "Everyone, you've all seen Ling Han's true face, but do you still want to go all the way with him? This Young Master will give everyone a chance, those who are willing to make a clean break with Ling Han, stand behind this Young Master. Otherwise, you'll be the Winter Moon Sect's enemy … "
This label was too big. The Winter Moon Sect's enemy, not to mention juniors like Qi Yong Ye, even the leaders of the Eight Great Clans would feel a chill in their hearts. That was a super force with a Spiritual Infant Tier cultivator, and just sending a Flower Blossom Tier cultivator would be enough to cause a ruckus in Rain Country.
Although Ao Yang Ming couldn't really represent the Winter Moon Sect and send out a Flower Blossom Tier cultivator for juniors like them, just that Uncle Fu behind him was enough to suppress them.
Moreover, Ao Yang Ming could attack without restraint, but would Qi Yong Ye and the others dare to harm a single hair on his head? If he didn't reveal his identity, then killing him was fine. No one would know, and there was no need to worry about the Winter Moon Sect's revenge, but how many people were in the main hall now?
Especially since there were martial artists of Fire Country here. They were extremely happy to have a conflict between Rain Country's people and the Winter Moon Sect. It would be best if the Winter Moon Sect's ultimate expert was drawn out, and they could wipe out Rain Country with a single hand.
They could only take a beating and couldn't fight back, how could they fight such a battle?
Ao Yang Ming sneered. He wanted to let Ling Han taste the feeling of being deserted, and then attack him physically, making him completely collapse.
Qi Yong Ye and the others were all hesitant, but Jin Wuji was the first to stand next to Ling Han, a resolute expression on his face.
He was only able to be with Jiang Fei Yan because of Ling Han's great kindness. If he betrayed Ling Han now, then was he still human?
Can Ye expressionlessly walked to Ling Han's side. He was trustworthy, and his promises were like mountains. Since he promised to be Ling Han's underling, then before he could kill Ling Han with one strike, he definitely wouldn't betray him.
With these two people setting an example, Qi Yong Ye and the others were obviously affected. Thinking that they were people of great status, and Ao Yang Ming dared to be so arrogant, would he kill them?
With that thought, they all stood next to Ling Han, not leaving any face for Ao Yang Ming.
Seeing them walk to Ling Han's side one by one, Ao Yang Ming's expression became more and more unsightly, and his eyes seemed like they were about to spit out flames.
Were these people blind? They didn't want him, a direct disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, and insisted on hugging Ling Han's thigh. He was indeed a bit strange. His battle prowess was very strong, but no matter how strong he was, he was still in the Poly Tier.
"Good, good, good …" Ao Yang Ming originally wanted Ling Han to be deserted by his own people to attack him, which would definitely make Ling Han lose control and embarrass him. This way, Liu Yutong's favorable impression of Ling Han would definitely drop.
But now, the one who embarrassed himself was instead him.
How could he endure this?
"Ling Han, you won't hand over my things, right?" he said darkly, his murderous intent like a knife.
"Wrong, that's your money to buy your life. If you want me to hand it over, that's fine, but exchange it with your life," Ling Han said indifferently. As a former Heaven Tier elite, his pride was tougher than anyone else's. Not to mention that Ao Yang Ming was a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, and possibly Ao Feng's son, so he couldn't be polite.
"How dare you!" Uncle Fu immediately shouted, glaring furiously and brimming with murderous intent.
This time, Ao Yang Ming didn't stop him, and instead put his hands behind his back, appearing extremely pretentious.
Uncle Fu understood, and walked towards Ling Han step by step. His speed was slow, but his murderous intent grew stronger and stronger. He did it on purpose to give Ling Han immense pressure, making this junior collapse under the pressure.
Qi Yong Ye and the others involuntarily took a few steps back. Although they stood on Ling Han's side, their friendship wasn't good enough to fight a Spiritual Ocean Tier elite for Ling Han; this was suicide.
Ling Han didn't have such a plan, either. He had already prepared a Swift Cloud Talisman, pasting it on and running at the crucial moment.
"Ah!" Just as the smell of gunpowder filled the air, a cry of surprise suddenly came from below. A black shadow rushed into the crowd, and peng, peng, peng. The people nearby were shaken up like straw, broken limbs and fresh blood flying everywhere.
Rong Huan Xuan's figure appeared. He was still dragging the three copper coffins, but the three Corpse Soldiers had already appeared and were on a killing spree.
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