At this moment, Ling Qinghai was staring at the portrait, enthralled and completely stunned, as if he were deeply captivated by it.
"It's just a painting, Ling Sect Master doesn't need to be so affected, even if it's to give face to Young Master Su," said an Elder of the Flowing Snow Sect, his voice laced with a cold laugh.
"He's experiencing an enlightenment," Su Han glanced at the old man.
"Enlightenment? Ha ha ha..."
The old man burst into laughter: "You're just a little fellow at the Dragon Vein Realm, what do you know about enlightenment? Do you even know how to write the word 'enlightenment'?"
"Frog in a well," Su Han uttered calmly, the four words cutting through the air.
"You dare repeat that to me?"
