"Even if you can't find a companion, you don't have to find a maid. It's not embarrassing to bring her to such an occasion!" the young man continued to mock.
His female companion also said: "The ugly duckling is still an ugly duckling after all. Even if it puts on princess clothes, it can't change."
"Hahaha." This is not the main hall for banquets, but because it is the peak period for banquets, there are still many people around, and they all laughed when they heard this.
However, because they didn't know Ling Han's identity, everyone just laughed and watched the excitement. No one wanted to be the first to be the first. Who knows if Ling Han was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
Huanxue's strength has improved, but her mentality is far from keeping up. Faced with such ridicule, her first reaction was to embarrass Ling Han, which made her lower her head in discomfort and couldn't help but step back.
It seemed that by putting some distance between him and Ling Han, he could clear up the relationship between the two.
"Apologise!" But at this moment, she heard Ling Han's shout, which made her heart tremble.
"You want me to apologize?" The young man pointed at himself and couldn't help but laugh, "Who are you? Do you understand dignity and inferiority?"
He has never met Ling Han, so there is only one possibility. The other person should be a new disciple.
So, according to the rules of the Ancient Dao Sect, the one who starts first is the leader and the one who is strong is respected, so why does he need to care about Ling Han's anger?
Moreover, he also wanted to show off in front of his female companion. She was a well-known lady in the town. Her family was in the grain business. Although she was not a warrior, she was very rich. Marrying her would be of great help to him in the future.
Ling Han looked at him with cold eyes: "I'll say it again, apologize!"
"Haha, don't say it once, so what if it's ten thousand times. Do you know who I am, master, brother!" He stretched out his hand to poke Ling Han's chest.
Ling Han stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's five fingers, and then pinched them.
"Ah" the young man immediately screamed, the so-called five fingers connected to the heart, and the pain immediately penetrated his heart.
Huan Xue saw it and couldn't help but get wet again, and felt moved in her heart.
"Master!" She whispered, wanting to tell Ling Han to forget it. She was afraid that Ling Han would suffer a loss.
Ling Han turned his head and smiled at her. Naturally, it was impossible to forget it. How could a person like him, who was protective of his shortcomings, watch the people around him swallow such a frustrating loss?
"What are you doing, don't let go quickly!" the young man's female companion said quickly, who would have thought that Ling Han would suddenly take action?
You know, this is not only the Ancient Dao Sect, but also He Miaoyin's birthday party. If you make trouble here, aren't you afraid of offending the He family?
Ling Han looked at her: "Apologise!"
Wha, what?
The woman couldn't help but step back. Although Ling Han's expression was not scary at all, his cold and ruthless look made her feel chilled from the bottom of her heart.
Snap!
Ling Han slapped her in the face, and saw a streak of blood flying past. The woman had been thrown away by him, her hair was completely messy, there was a full slap mark on her left cheek, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.
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Everyone was stunned by this. This Lord was really overbearing. He just slapped people with a few sarcastic remarks.
Don’t you know that this is He Miaoyin’s home? Don’t you know that today is He Miaoyin’s birthday?
"Apologise!" Ling Han continued, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
That woman is going crazy. After receiving such a slap, she actually has to apologize?
Ling Han tugged at the young man and said, "Ah," and as the young man screamed in pain, he bullied the woman and slapped her again.
Snap, crisp, loud.
"Apologise!" Ling Han said again.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" the woman relented and cried.
"It's not to me, it's to her." Ling Han pointed at Huanxue.
The woman's mouth was half open, her face full of reluctance. Do you want her to apologize to a servant?
Then where will she put her face in the future?
Bang, the third slap came.
The woman finally understood that she had met an evil spirit and had no idea what it meant to show compassion to a woman.
"I'm sorry." She said to Huanxue.
Ling Han stopped staring at her, picked up the young man in his hand, slapped him three times, and then said: "Apologise."
The young man's face was full of resentment. Being treated like this by Ling Han, his face was completely lost. Will he be able to hold his head high and be a good person in the future?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ling Han doesn't care. If you don't apologize, fine, I'll slap you until you take it.
His unreasonable behavior finally made the young man feel scared, and he felt as if he would be beaten to death.
He was depressed. After all, he was also a second-line man, but because he underestimated Ling Han too much, he was taken down without even using a move, which made him unwilling and dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry!" he gritted his teeth.
Bang, Ling Han slapped him in the face again, leaving the young man's mouth half open, feeling that his heart was full of passion.
Didn’t I, Tamar, apologize?
"It took too long, so we need to add some interest." Ling Han said calmly.
Damn, is there such a thing?
The onlookers all said in their hearts, if you are not as strong as this person, you must not become enemies with Ling Han, otherwise it will be very miserable. This guy is really domineering.
But think about it on the other hand, didn’t those two people ask for this?
Are people provoking them?
Ling Han waved his right hand, and the young man was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.
The young man climbed up in a hurry. He was still somewhat gentlemanly. He went to see his female companion first and asked: "Xiao Mei, are you okay?"
"Is everything okay?" The woman pointed to her face, "Is this okay? Zhang Baichuan, are you still a man?"
That young man was of course Zhang Baichuan. With a ferocious look on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaomei, don't worry, I will definitely say this for you!"
He turned to face Ling Han and said solemnly: "I want to duel with you!"
hiss!
There was a gasping sound all around.
Within the sect, of course, everyone will compete with each other to improve their actual combat experience. But if they compete, no one will be cruel. If someone is hurt or even killed, compensation must be made.
But a duel is different, you are responsible for life and death.
Zhang Baichuan started a duel, obviously because he was too angry.
Ling Han glanced at him, shook his head, and strode away.
"Don't you dare?" Zhang Baichuan shouted.
"You don't deserve it." Ling Han said lightly.
"You!" Zhang Baichuan was furious. He chased after him and hit Ling Han in the back of the head.
Ling Han didn't take any action, and his pace didn't even change at all.
Zhang Baichuan couldn't help but reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth, you are so generous, do you think I really don't dare to take action?
Just as the punch was about to hit hard, a white and tender fist suddenly swung over and met his fist.
Bang, he was immediately pushed back, feeling his blood boiling.
Zhang Baichuan took a closer look and couldn't help but be stunned. He saw a girl behind Ling Han maintaining a punching posture.
It's called Xue.
(Let’s break out, there will be three to four more updates in the afternoon)