Ling Han took hold of Ding Ping, and disappeared from where he had originally stood in a flash.
Ding Ping only felt his vision blur, and discovered that he had surprisingly appeared in a forest. It took him a moment to distinguish that this was Horse Army Mountain, and was at least more than a hundred miles away from where they had initially been.
It had only been a single step, yet they had traversed more than a hundred miles?
He could not help but be dumbfounded; the extent of his master's abilities had far exceeded his imagination.
In front of them, there was a tall, slim middle-aged man. He was as gentle as jade, and the sight of him would make anyone have a favorable impression of him.
'Was he the person that Master was waiting for?' Ding Ping thought.