The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 100
The young man who had walked along with Li Si Chan revealed an angry expression, "Who dares to be so bold as to disrespect an alchemist?"
"Here He is Jun Chen!" Qi Yong Ye's brows immediately frowned, "A True Disciple, second layer Gushing Spring Tier!"
He did not speak in a low voice, as he tried to warn Ling Han about this formidable newcomer.
Wei He Le, on the other hand, smiled. With the elites in the second layer of the Gushing Spring Tier as his support, then no matter how powerful Ling Han was, it was impossible for him to change this situation. He said, "Sister, He, this brat is too arrogant. He bullied Big Brother Feng Yan's sister, Feng Luo, and since I couldn't do anything about it, I said a few words of justice. And he reacted by slapping me to the ground. "
"Oh, then I really want to see, who's great?" He Jun Chen said coldly.
"Ling Han!" Li Si Chan finally saw Ling Han now, and could not help but walk forward a few steps. He said, "Where do you live now? I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"Hissing!"
What is the relationship between these two people?
Hearing Li Si Chan's words, everyone couldn't help but feel curious — could it be what happened? . . ?
He Jun Chen's expression instantly darkened. She was one of Li Si Chan's admirers, and now the girl of her dreams was actually saying words with an ambiguous meaning, causing her to instantly feel as bad as if she had swallowed a fly.
"No, no, no, my lord is looking for you!" Li Si Chan hurriedly corrected his words, feeling the awkward ambiguity of what he said.
"Oh, what is your master looking for for me?" Ling Han asked very indifferently.
"Sir wants to invite you to tea."
"Pu," practically everyone choked in amazement.
Who is Master Li Si Chan? Wu Song Lin! And who is Wu Song Lin? A Black Grade high-level alchemist, the Head of the Alchemy Department, and an extremely large, extremely important person who could cause the entire Rain Country to tremble with a few footsteps!
Such a main character actually wanted to invite Ling Han to a tea party!
Hiss, how many people actually had the honor of drinking tea with Wu Song Lin? Clan Head of the Eight Great Clans, Pavilion Master of the Heaven Medicinal Pavilion, Department Head of the Martial Arts Department — might just be these few people, right? But this was Ling Han, a very small character who had just applied to Hu Yang Academy! Could it be that he was able to stand even on footing with all the very important people of this Rain Country?
"I don't have the time," Ling Han said calmly.
"Po!"
Instantly, everyone once again choked, all wearing expressions of extreme disbelief.
Instantly, everyone once again choked, all wearing expressions of extreme disbelief.
Wu Song Lin's invitation to drink tea. . Most likely even the Clan Chiefs of the Eight Great Clans did not dare to say that they did not have time, right? This brat was truly too great, and he even rejected the invitation very cleanly.
Qi Yong Ye, Baili Teng Yun, and the others all looked overjoyed. When their heart beats, they know for sure that they have made the right bet. But even they never thought that Ling Han had just entered Hu Yang Academy yet to form a relationship with the Head of the Alchemy Department, a Black Class high-level alchemist. Besides, it seems a very good relationship.
. . . If they discovered that even the other high-level alchemists of the Black Class of the Rain Country, the Master of Heaven's Medicine Pavilion, would have to respectfully refer to Ling Han as "Young Master Han", people wonder what these people are expressing.
"Let go of me, damn, you really dare to step on me, I definitely won't let you!" Feng Luo was still wailing. His face was still firmly trampled by Ling Han's feet, so he couldn't hear what others were saying. However, even if he had heard, based on his knowledge, there was no way he would understand the meaning of the name 'Wu Song Lin'.
Everyone's attitude changed at the same time. Ling Han was someone that even Wu Song Lin wanted to invite for tea; who would dare to oppose such a person?
Feng Yan did indeed have an extremely bright future in front of him, but how could he compare to a Black Class high-level alchemist? Wei He Le was even less of a consideration in their minds; right now he had not even become Wu Song Lin's personal disciple.
Ling Han just gave a wave of his hand. He did not take these three young men seriously.
Wen Hai Xing and his friends were angry at first, but when they remembered that Ling Han was someone that Wu Song Lin wanted to invite over for tea, it was the same, their anger instantly disappeared — if it was Wu Song Lin who had treated them this way, would they dare to be angry?
Of course not, and that's the end.
On the other hand, Qi Yong Ye and the others all seemed very satisfied. You were so arrogant just now, and now you're shaking like a dog! They all crossed their arms in front of their chests and raised their heads high, looking extremely disdainful.
Wen Hai Xing and his friends did not even dare to say anything. They hurriedly turned around and left, not even staying to participate in the auction.
. . . How do they feel? Instead, they were all thinking about how to obtain Ling Han's forgiveness in the future.
Wei He Le's expression changed several times, as if he was a chameleon. In the end, he clenched his teeth, walked towards Ling Han, and said, "Young Master Han, I'm a fool. I hope you will generously forgive my mistakes for this time!"
"Who are you?" Ling Han asked calmly.
Wei He Le immediately felt like biting someone, thinking, 'You have lost nothing, and I am the one who received a slap from you. And now I am actively apologizing, so why are you still unwilling to let this matter go? '
"Younger Brother Disciple, do you have some sort of misunderstanding with Ling Han?" Li Si Chan's expression immediately darkened as he watched this happen. He was very clear what position Ling Han held in his master's heart. He was someone whose Master would respect and respect as a Grandmaster Alchemist.
And you really are an idiot daring to get into a conflict with Ling Han, who is really seeking your own death.
"It's okay, really. It was just that Brother Ling and Young Master Luo seemed to have some sort of misunderstanding between them. I want to help them mediate a little, but who would think that the two of them are a bit too quick to get angry., which causes a little misunderstanding, "said Wei He Le, discouraging the matter.
His cold eyes were fixed on Ling Han, but a burning hatred for Ling Han had appeared in his heart. However, he had regained his standing from the previous shock he had experienced — he did not believe that Wu Song Lin would invite Ling Han for tea.
Who are you trying to do?
Who are you trying to do?
Who is Wu Song Lin? And who is Ling Han? Even those two getting to know each other was practically impossible, let alone drinking tea together.
Definitely Li Si Chan was the one who had been looking for Ling Han, but since he was afraid of letting others know about it, he had pushed all the blame onto Wu Song Lin. Wh why? Because who would dare to confirm this matter with Wu Song Lin? And that's the answer itself.
He was indeed very respectful and respectful towards Li Si Chan, but since he felt as if he had now grabbed his "weakness", he naturally felt extremely brave.
"Sister Wei, you've been talking too lightly, haven't you?" Jin Wu Ji said with a cold laugh, "Just now, you want Ling Han to kneel down to lick Feng Luo's shoes!"
Whaaat! "Li Si Chan's face instantly became ice-cold, and when he looked at Wei He Le, it was as if he was looking at the dead.
He definitely had to report this matter to Wu Song Lin, and based on Wu Song Lin's respect towards Ling Han, it was a big question whether Wei He Le would even be allowed to remain in the Alchemy Department, let alone become Wu Song Lin's personal disciple.
"Sister Elder Disciple Li, you shouldn't just listen to their side of the story!" Wei He Le had already decided to continue his lie, so naturally he would not make any concessions.
"Ling Han, when are you going to lift your legs?" Feng Luo shouted gloomily, both of them angry and embarrassed.
. . . You guys are really having fun talking, but he's still lying on the ground, and there's still a foot stepping on his face.
Ling Han gave a humph, and added a hint of strength to his legs, causing Feng Luo to suddenly wail in pain. His face had already been twisted to an extreme level. He looked at the audience, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't kill him here."
When everyone heard these words, they all felt cold. The implication in Ling Han's words was clear to them — he would still kill Feng Luo one day.