Ling Han smiled and said, "Should we continue this battle?"
Lu Xun glared angrily at Ling Han. He was clearly facing a Venerate, yet he felt a strong sense of helplessness.
If they fought, he would not be able to win. If he pursued, he would not be able to catch up.
He had still been too arrogant. He had predicted that Ling Han would possibly appear here, but had not brought any helpers with him. In the end, even though Ling Han had been caught, he was completely unable to capture or kill him.
—Why did he not invite others? He naturally had his own motives.
That was the seed from the Primitive Abyss. If he killed Ling Han together with others, then who would this seed belong to?
"You're not playing anymore? Then I won't accompany you." Ling Han waved his hand, planning to tear a rip into space and leave.
