Facing off with Han De
“Killing my people in front of me—don’t you think that’s too much?” A bored voice sounded. Black spirit qi leapt out and hit Bai Chen’s silvery spirit qi blade.
Boom!
A small explosion rang out along with white smoke. The blade and the black spirit qi vanished.
“Secondary elder!” Bu Jan cried out happily. His fear was had vanished without a trace.
He quickly turned to look in one direction. He then saw a person with a bored facial expression. It was none other than Han De.
Han De had arrived. He was a well-built middle-aged man. His looks were average.
If he appeared in a drama, he would only be an extra. Han De’s looks were truly average.
Han De was dressed in black. He stepped out of the woods and stopped beside Bu Jan. He nodded at Bu Jan once.
“Bu Jan, are you all right?”
Bu Jan did not answer immediately. He turned to look at Bai Chen and pointed at him.