Holy Son Ou Kan

Ling Han smiled faintly, and asked, "How can I help you, Holy Son Ou?"

Ou Kan had already descended the stairs with a few steps, and walked to Ling Han's side. He bared his mouth in a grin, two rows of teeth white and neat, as he said, "You are truly a busy person. It really is difficult to even meet you."

Ling Han only chuckled in response. This Ou Kan put on a pretense as if they were old friends, but he was not even familiar with him. To say nothing of being familiar with him, he was not familiar with Lu Xianming, even. It was just that the latter was very cordial, and added with the fact that Ling Han had also saved him before, he had thus accepted his invitation.

His divine sense was sensitive, and discovered that there were at least four individual divine senses locked on him. But they were only at the Severing Mundane Tier's level, so he naturally was completely fearless.