Ling Han shook his head inwardly. Ling Feng Yu looked to be delusional as the other party didn't pay attention to him at all. However, he still nodded, and said, "Okay." Anyway, there were already a few more people, so what was a few more.
Wenren Qian Qian smiled sweetly. She was actually also a person of proud disposition, and the suggestion of forming companionship with Ling Han wasn't to curry on Ling Han, but to strongly complement each other, believing that they, the two great elites, cooperating should be unstoppable—at least amongst the younger generation.
"Please, Brother Ling."
"Please, Lady Wenren."
The two parties were about to land in the massive pit, but Ling Han paused slightly and looked in the distance.
There was a person quickly approaching, looking as if a brutish ancient beast—wherever his foot trod, the ground would rumble and cracks appear, spreading in all directions.