"Are you alright?" Ye Lanfeng looked at Han Yan, concern and tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.
"Mm." Han Yan nodded slightly, smiling gently, full of affection.
Ye Lanfeng took out a few elixirs and placed them in her hand, then slowly turned around.
"Ye Lanfeng, is that you?" Tian Annan frowned and said.
"Elder Tian, long time no see," Ye Lanfeng said indifferently.
"Ye Lanfeng, do you know what you're doing?" Tian Annan looked at the sword edge in his hand, asking with a hint of anger.
Those few previous strikes had already left a few rice-sized nicks on his sword's edge. One must know the longsword he used was bestowed by the Holy Court, always cherished, yet it was nearly destroyed at the hands of Ye Lanfeng.
"I know," Ye Lanfeng said indifferently.
"Do you know they are descendants of the Han Family, and the descendants of the Han Family are remnants of the temple?" Seeing Ye Lanfeng's calm demeanor, Tian Annan grew even more furious, asking again.
"I know."
