Gathering of prodigies and beauties

No matter how pretentious Ling Han was, it was a fact that he had defeated Lu Jianyun.

Thus, when Ling Han put away the tournament stage and was about to return, a great many people immediately gathered around him, wanting to befriend him.

Ling Han didn't deliberately offend anyone. He said some pleasantries, but didn't say anything substantial.

Just as Ling Han was about to return, he was stopped by an elder.

"This old man is from the Nine Suns Holy Land. Does young friend have time?" the old man asked.

Hadn't Ling Han set up this martial arts ring to attract people from the Nine Suns Holy Land?

He smiled, "Yes."

"Hehe, then let's chat as we walk," the old man said with a smile.

The two of them walked forwards, but though the old man said that he wanted to chat, he did not speak the whole time.

Ling Han wasn't in a hurry either. He simply acted as if the person beside him didn't exist.