A male Priest with womanly good looks, reeking of alcohol stepped out. Who else could this person be but Young Master Han?
The players from Yunduan City had just moved to leave the location, yet Young Master Han had actually come to the very front to stop their forward advance. This man then lackadaisically approached Oathless Sword and his men with a smile on his face. "Naïve. Quite naïve."
"Brother Han, just what do you mean by that?!" Oathless Sword was in a good mood, so Young Master Han's unexpected censure made him feel rather disgruntled.
"I'm not referring to you; I'm talking about him." Young Master Han pointed at Deep Waters.
Deep Waters, who was being pulled forward by Oathless Sword, still had the rope firmly restricting his legs. Oathless Sword turned to look at the Hunter, only to see the aloof expression on Deep Waters' face missing. At the moment, the man was staring rigidly at Young Master Han.
