The cloaked woman gritted her teeth in anger, and could not help but say, "I am Mu Fei Yao. You can find me in the middle state."
Ling Han could not help but grin. 'This woman is so susceptible to provocation, she should not be too old.' He continued, "You conceal yourself like this, and you still want me to believe you?"
Mu Fei Yao stretched out a hand, about to remove her cloak, but then she immediately humphed and said, "I almost fell for your words, you cunning brat!" Her eyes tuned cold and she continued, "If you continue to provoke me, beware that I will snap your neck."
"That would depend on whether you have that ability or not!" Ling Han suddenly exploded, turned the tables and grabbed onto Mu Fei Yao's neck, holding her against the wall of the carriage.