In certain eras, one person can be enough to represent everything.
Nanfeng Lin's gaze was fixed on Shen Han.
At this moment, there's no trace of his former free-spirited demeanor.
His expression was now filled with solemnity.
Although he hadn't directly fought Shen Han, from Shen Han's battle with Zhu Mingxiang, he could already see clearly.
Shen Ye is indeed formidable and very talented.
Perhaps during this year's Ten Nations Grand Competition, if he comes, Shen Ye would still be formidable.
But before Shen Han, he would still be overwhelmed.
Nanfeng Lin's mind was filled with the words he had spoken earlier.
Looking back now, they seemed utterly ridiculous.
Shen Han, bearing the name of "ill omen," still arrived in Ming City.
Although not directly participating in the competition, at least it showed that someone in Wei Nation still valued Shen Han.
Just as Nanfeng Lin imagined, should Shen Han be harshly punished for maliciously attacking Shen Ye.
