Fu Huoyang

Ling Han smiled, and said, "This Fu Huoyang's cultivation level is at least Core Formation Tier, right?"

Lu Bo opened his mouth, and said something soundlessly, his face filled with surprise.

What he meant was, 'How do you know?'

"It's simple. Previously, you looked like you didn't want to say anything, but in the blink of an eye, you said it. You probably thought that with Fu Huoyang's strength, if we went to find him, that would be courting death," Ling Han said.

'F*ck! Can you read my mind?'

"I cannot read your mind. I'm simply analyzing," Ling Han said.

The large black dog rushed over and kicked Lu Bo to the ground. "Tell me, what cultivation level is Fu Huoyang at?"

Lu Bo sighed, "Core Formation Tier late stage."

"Tsk, no big deal." The large black dog immediately revealed a disdainful expression. Ling Han had even killed a consummate level Core Formation Tier cultivator before.