"Hmm."
In response to the greeting from Xiao Yuhui and the others, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Su Han.
"Alright, the selection is still underway, but let's stop here," the middle-aged man said.
Su Han also understood the man's identity—he was the Deputy Sect Master of Cold Cloud Sect, Yun Yingnan.
Su Han thought for a moment, waved his hand, and the remaining three Rocky Giants suddenly paused, then with a loud boom, they all shattered into pieces.
Ping Yuzi was stunned for a moment, his face darkening as he walked over and bowed to Yun Yingnan, "I've seen the Deputy Sect Master."
Yun Yingnan did not pay him any heed but smiled at Su Han instead, "You're calling this magic?"
"Hmm."
Su Han nodded.
"Quite interesting, I myself have never heard of the word 'magic' before," Yun Yingnan said with a laugh.
Despite the big commotion caused by Su Han, from his expression and tone, it seemed he bore no ill will towards Su Han.
