"A real Master!" Wu Bing secretly thought to himself. Even though Su Han didn't exude his skill, just that he sensed different.
Yuan Ming Lang suddenly stood up in panic, his face filled with alarm, "You, how are you here?!"
He looked as if he'd seen a ghost, desperately wanting to run for his life but unable to do it. Why does he always run into Su Han?
Su Han glanced at him: "I'll deal with you later."
When Gu Feng and the others saw Yuan Ming Lang recognize Su Han, they were surprised, "You know him?"
Yuan Ming Lang's Adam's apple bobbed, fear in his eyes. His face suddenly turned red-hot, as if Su Han had just slapped him several times.
He nodded apprehensively: "He's very powerful."
Hearing Yuan Ming Lang's words, Park Da Seong just snorted coldly: "Powerful? How powerful?"
"You'll know if you try." Su Han glanced at Park Da Seong.
Su Han could tell that these people were here to cause trouble, not for a friendly match.
