Ling Han walked out, only to see a young man standing in the courtyard.
This man was tall and slender, and wore a milky white long robe, appearing very carefree.
However, though the majority of his hair was jet-black, there was a small tuft that was white. It seemed to have been deliberately dyed, and appeared very conspicuous.
"Fu Huoyang?" Ling Han asked, though he was already 90% sure.
The man nodded, "I am Fu Huoyang." He paused, and asked in return, "That subordinate of mine should have fallen into your hands, right?"
Ling Han did not hide anything either, "That's right."
"Is he dead?" Fu Huoyang asked.
"He's dead."
Fu Huoyang smiled, "Just in time, to save me the trouble of making a move."
"You're so cruel to your own subordinates?" Ling Han asked.
"A subordinate that has betrayed his Master, should I keep him alive to continue betraying me?" Fu Huoyang asked with a smile.