The ease of implanting the Subordinate Insect into Suo Ling's brain surprised Han Ning.
He had thought it would be a difficult struggle to implant the Subordinate Insect.
'As it turned out... he wasn't sure if it was because of the high quality of his own Spiritual Power or if his opponent was just too weak, but he'd managed to successfully implant the parasite with almost no effort.'
Han Ning picked up the rubber-like object that had fallen by Suo Ling's feet. Tossing it in his hand, he casually asked the prostrate Suo Ling, "Tell me, who sent you here to attack the Dragon Blood Race? And what is your identity?"
"To answer, Master, I am the Clan Leader of the third family of the Dark Race. I came here to attack the Dragon Blood Race... It was a mission given to me by the Clan Leader of the first family—Soron," Suo Ling replied obediently, lying in a puddle of foul-smelling filth.
"So it was Soron!" Qing Dou snorted, clearly familiar with the man.
