Courting Death

Ling Han reflected on himself for a moment. Had he been too low-key?

Otherwise, how could someone like Han Yue dare to make threatening gestures at him?

Whatever.

Ling Han ignored him, and merely closed his eyes to rest.

"Very good. Now that you know you can't resist, you might as well give up resisting!" Han Yue said coldly.

Ling Han was rendered speechless. This guy had such a high opinion of himself that he was about to soar into the skies.

"Die!" Han Yue leaped over, and delivered a palm strike at the top of Ling Han's head, intending to shatter his mind with a single strike.

Ling Han sat as still as a boulder, and it was only when Han Yue's palm was about to strike him that he suddenly lashed out.

"There's no need to resist," Han Yue said coldly. However, a look of astonishment spread across his face as soon as he finished speaking.