Rival in love

Ling Han had a great many enemies, but to have someone he had never even seen before suddenly deliver a fatal attack against him made him feel extremely curious.

He casually sent out a kick, and with a ding, that sneak attacker's sword flew out of his grip.

That was a pretty boy, his skin so fine that it could induce envy in a great many women. His appearance was also considerably handsome. However, he was a little weak, and could only be at fourth severance, at most.

Ling Han's expression was calm as he asked, "Why did you want to kill me?"

"You are my rival in love, so isn't it reasonable that I want to kill you?" that pretty boy countered, his head raised high.

"Rival in love?" Ling Han was surprised. When did he have such a rival in love like this?

Hold on, Lan Ruozhi?

He couldn't help but shake his head, and said, "I think you have misunderstood."