Ling Han strode forwards.
He did not hate Chen Deyang. This kind of profligate young master was not qualified to be taken to heart by him. What he was angry about was Feng Ruoxian. She was really killing people without spilling blood, endlessly causing trouble, which was detestable.
At first, he only detested Feng Ruoxian, and planned to never see her again, but now, he felt an urge to give this woman a good beating.
After the barrier, there was a brick path. It was very long, and there were large trees planted on both sides. Green leaves covered the ground, and it did not appear bleak just because it was winter.
Ling Han followed the path, and after walking for about ten minutes, a massive plaza appeared ahead of him.
It was really very big. Its length and width was around 900 meters, and a tall platform was built on the north side. There was even a canopy built on it, which could block the rain and the sun.