His Dou Ling strength had inflated Han Jue's ambitions. Although he still maintained a certain respect for Xiao Fan, he believed that his strength now qualified him to be taken seriously by Xiao Fan.
Really, his horizons were simply confined to the tiny Jia Ma Empire. He thought that reaching Dou Ling was enough to amount to something.
As Han Jue's words fell, Xiao Fan had yet to speak, but You Ruo, beside him, could no longer hold herself back.
Whoosh!
An overwhelming aura spread from You Ruo, yet she confined it within the hall with exquisite precision.
Han Jue's faint smile abruptly changed. You Ruo's imposing aura crushed him straight to the floor, leaving him sprawled there in utter humiliation.
In that instant, every scheme in Han Jue's mind vanished.
The aura emanating from You Ruo far surpassed that of anyone he had ever encountered.
Beneath that terrifying pressure, even with his Three-Star Dou Ling strength, he could only lie helplessly on the floor. He could do nothing at all-even speaking had become a luxury.
Just as he felt that every bone in his body was about to be crushed to pieces, Xiao Fan's leisurely voice rang out.
"Enough. Let's go. A mighty Dou Zong bullying a Dou Ling-aren't you afraid people will laugh if word gets out...?"
As he spoke, Xiao Fan took You Ruo by the hand and led her outside, never sparing Han Jue another glance.
Still sprawled on the floor, Han Jue's pupils abruptly contracted the instant he heard Xiao Fan's words.
Dou Zong!
This woman who had been sitting so quietly beside the Young Master was actually a Dou Zong!
In an instant, countless feelings of despair and regret surged through Han Jue's heart.
But no matter how desperate he became, he had already