"There was a bit of a conflict, but... this disciple was fortunate enough to defeat him."
Meeting Elder Fang Yuan's concerned gaze, Fang Han spoke.
"Defeat him... What did you say? You defeated Lin Ao?!"
Elder Fang Yuan nodded subconsciously at first, then suddenly came to his senses. His pupils contracted sharply, and the stern expression on his face was instantly replaced by utter shock.
He even lost his composure and sprang to his feet. The sandalwood chair beneath him scraped backward across the floor with the sudden movement, letting out a piercing creak.
"You... say that again? You fought Lin Ao... and won?"
His voice rose involuntarily, trembling with disbelief.
His eyes fixed tightly on Fang Han, as though he were trying to find even the slightest trace of a joke on his face.
His chest rose and fell faintly, revealing the violent turmoil in his heart.
The news was simply too shocking!
Who was Lin Ao?
He was the man who had crushed Liangshui City's other Four Heroes, the publicly acknowledged foremost figure among Liangshui City's younger generation.
Not only had he reached the limit of the Bone Refining Late-Stage, but his spear technique had also reached perfection!
How old was Fang Han? How long had he been in the Inner Hall?
Although Elder Fang Yuan knew Fang Han was extraordinarily gifted, and that surpassing Lin Ao was only a matter of time, this "matter of time" had come far too quickly, far too suddenly.
So quickly that it exceeded all his expectations and imagination!
If he had not known Fang Han to be steady by nature and never one to speak recklessly, he would almost have thought Fang Han was playing an absurd joke on him.
"Yes, this disciple was fortunate enough to win."
Fang Han nodded