Borrowing the Carriage

Ling Han didn't mind making way, but this coachman not only shouted at him, but actually lashed at them with a whip, appearing extremely arrogant and overbearing.

And this was only a coachman.

If the coachman was so unbridled and domineering, then what kind of person was the master?

Ling Han frowned, and pointed out with the index finger of his right hand, showing no anger. The finger touched the whip lightly, but this spirit snake-like whip was immediately as if it'd been hit where it hurt, withering all of a sudden.

"Impudence!" The coachman, who had a chilling gaze, raised the whip, and was about to lash at them once again.

"Want to go a second time?" Ling Han reached out, and snatched the whip that hadn't been retrieved in time, pulling forcefully. "Ah…" The coachman was instantly sent flying, and the terrifying Origin Power damaged the carriage considerably through the whip.