1142 Broken Bone

The lady's voice was like music, and just hearing it made Han Sen happy.

"My name is Han Sen. What about you?" Han Sen asked.

If she was an emperor, she'd undoubtedly speak her title. And once she did, he could find out what or who she really was.

"Xiang Yin," the lady said with a smile.

"Xiang... Yin..." Han Sen repeated after her, weirded out that it wasn't a name typical of any spirit.

Xiang Yin looked at Han Sen and pointed at his Dragon-Blood Ring, saying, "Why would you have that? Has he died?"

"You know Dragon King?" Han Sen asked with shock.

Han Sen did not know whether the lady was a friend or foe of Dragon King, so he knew he'd have to tread carefully with his answers on the subject. The last thing he wanted was to have her as an enemy.

"If you know Dragon King, how have you never heard my name?" Xiang Yin asked, with that ever-present smile.