A Magnificent Pervert

"I have already given face to Lady Yan before." Feng Yan smiled softly, "That was why I did not make a move at Cherishing Flower Pavilion, and deliberately waited here instead."

He had power, talent, and patience. He was indeed a difficult opponent.

That’s how Ling Han thought of him. In truth, he even admired Feng Yan's character quite a bit. Unfortunately, before the two of them had even met, they had already stood on opposing sides, and were already destined to be foes.

In his last life, even if there were a few hundred million Feng Yans added together, they would not be a match for even just a look from him, but now... Ling Han's face grew serious. The seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier possessed even the ability to kill him instantly.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you—temporarily that is!" Feng Yan smiled, but this smile was filled with pressure and domineering.