Damn, Hit the Wrong Person

Ling Han could not withhold a smile from turning up at the corners of his lips, and said, "Are you sure you want this seat?"

"Heng, this was originally my seat!" Jin Wuji said coldly.

"Very well, since you want it, then I'll just let you have it," Ling Han stood up very candidly.

"Pu!"

Quite a few people exclaimed in surprise. Because, there really was too big a difference between what Ling Han was doing now and what he had done just now.

Previously, Ling Han had even dared to thrash the disciple of someone who excelled in sword arts and alchemy openly in front of the First Prince. Yet, now he was actually scared off!

It was inconceivable, it was really inconceivable!

They were not the only ones who thought it was inconceivable. Liu Yu Tong was in complete bewilderment. Ling Han had left a very distinct impression on her. Though he may appear to be utterly calm, he was prouder than anyone else.

How was it possible that he would give in to Jin Wuji's demand?