60: C60 Taking Care of the Sword Emperor with One Hand!

C60 Taking Care of the Sword Emperor with One Hand!

"So what?"2

Seeing Bai Muya talking to Ling Feng, Yun Han also walked over. He looked at Ling Feng and felt disdain in his heart.

"Young Master Ling, right? Ling Family is an influential family, so I really look forward to meeting a member. In the future, the Yun family will definitely become an existence like the Ling family. You are just an abandoned son of the Ling family, so why are you acting all arrogant?" asked Yun Han with a hint of disdain.

Facing the abandoned son of the Ling family, he was full of pride and arrogance.

"And here I was wondering who he was. It turns out he is the abandoned son of the Ling family."

"What right does a person like him have to sit here and talk with Brother Yun!"

"If I were Brother Yun, I'd just throw him out!"

"Brother Yun is really giving him a lot of face by talking to him."

Since every spoiled rotten kid there was a second-generation rich, they felt that Ling Feng didn't deserve to sit with them.

Ling Feng was only concerned with drinking and did not care about them. With Ling Feng's Cultivation, this sort of thing was nothing to him.

However, Ling Feng was curious about one thing. Only families that belonged to the martial arts sphere knew that Ling Feng's family had been expelled from the Ling family. Families like the Yun family that were like sesame seeds should've no knowledge of it.

So, how did they found out?

In this room, only Yuan Jiacheng and Yan Yuluo should've known about the matter. When Ling Feng looked at Yan Yuluo with suspicion, she looked at him with blatant objection. Ling Feng could tell that it wasn't Yan Yuluo's and Yuan Jiacheng that shouldn't even be considered. If not for Ling Feng holding Yuan Jiacheng back, he would've already beaten the crap out of Yun Han for disrespecting his brother.

Moreover, Ling Feng of the past would've also erupted on the spot, but it was no longer the same immature Ling Feng who sat there.

"Aiyo, it's all my potty mouth's fault. Young Master Ling, please don't mind it," Yun Han said with a smile. The arrogance and the sheer disregard in his eyes told a different tale.

Ling Feng didn't even look at him and poured another glass of wine. Yuan Jiacheng smiled beside him, but Ling Feng didn't do anything. This meant that the person in front of him wasn't worthy of him doing anything.

Meanwhile, Yun Han really wanted to trample Ling Feng. Had Ling Feng still been a member of the Ling Family, he would've definitely been fawning him. However, Ling Feng wasn't, so Yun Han just couldn't understand where his arrogance was stemming from.

"Get lost!"

Ling Feng frowned and said. He found this guy to be somewhat like an annoying housefly.

However, Yun Han did not listen to him and continued,

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Yun Han's heart was already blooming with joy. 'I can trample on his arrogance and show everyone the consequence of disobeying me.'

"I'll give you 30 seconds to apologize. I met let you go after that. Otherwise…"

"Ouch, Young Master Ling is mad. You should grovel before me. Otherwise, I will take care of you with just one hand, and then, you won't be left with a hand to beat me. Hahahaha!!!!!!!"

It might've seemed like a joke, but Yun Han's eyes were filled with coldness.

"Jiacheng, he said he can deal with me using just one hand."

"In his dreams!"

Yuan Jiacheng felt that it was the funniest joke ever; the guy wasn't a clown—he was the entire circus. Even if Ling Feng didn't move an inch and allowed Yun Han to hit him as he pleased, he still wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Meanwhile, Yun Han was on a power trip of another level. Fists clenched, he was confident he could knock out Ling Feng with a single punch. After all, he was an early-stage Qi Cultivator. While training him, his master had once said that his fists were no less than real weapons.

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