"Why are you suddenly smiling so strangely?" the Empress asked.
Ling Han wagged his finger, and said, "Say, someone's good times truly won't last long."
"You discovered something?" the Empress asked.
"Not yet. However, I'll keep an eye on him," Ling Han said.
He had naturally been worried about his daughter staying in the same room with that "unfamiliar man," so he had involuntarily cast his divine sense over. With his power, how could the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate in Hao Jing notice his presence?
Ling Han had heard everything, including Hao Jing's murmurings that Hao Jing thought no one else could hear. Ling Han's senses were far too sharp.
"He clearly knew who I was, yet he purposefully pretended that he had never heard of me before. Just from this point alone, there's something fishy going on with this brat," Ling Han said. "However, I want to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve."