Trouble has arrived, Xiao Han sneered, as he glanced over the crowd and then walked outside.
Wude and the others wanted to follow, for they had already recognized whose voice it was.
"No need to come out," Xiao Han said, giving them a look that stopped them in their tracks.
The person who arrived was Wang, who stood within the void with no fluctuations of True Qi, yet he emitted a powerful aura that oppressed the world.
He was incredibly domineering, staring at Xiao Han with a frosty glint flickering in his eyes.
An aura enveloped Xiao Han, the oppressive might belonging to Wang.
Even someone as strong as Xiao Han trembled at this moment, retreating nonstop. His eyes were bright and fixed on Wang's figure, yet he said nothing.
"Come with me," Wang said coldly.
His gaze fixed on Xiao Han carried an unquestionable authority.
Xiao Han looked at him, the corner of his mouth slightly curling up as he spat out two words, "Dream on."