The Harder You Fall

Ding Feiwen experienced a full-body shiver; how could this be!? How was this possible!?

Wasn't Ding Ping just a piece of trash that only had some brute strength? On what basis did he manage to obtain the favor of a figure so lofty that even such ultimate elites like Jie Wu would have to kneel down to pay their respects to!?

Even Jie Wu was so, so what was a mere disciple of the Crimson Sun Sect worth?

"Ling Han? Yi, this name seems kind of familiar!" someone mumbled.

"That's right; feels like I heard it before somewhere."

"Should be an elite, right?"

"Of course, if he's not an elite, why would Lord Jie show such great respect?"

Everyone was discussing in low voice. This scene was really too shocking, and also spurred much curiosity amongst the spectators. Who on earth was this Ling Han?

Jie Wu stood, humphed, and said, "Insolence, to dare to rashly discuss the emperor, do you all want to die?"