Under Wangyue's rule! Yang Lingrui!
Hearing this name, Han Jiannan felt his mind jolt violently, as though it were all unreal.
He had never dreamed that Yang Lingrui, the "Lord of the Wind," a prodigy of the Dynasty, would personally visit their tiny Han Family.
The Han Family had never had any dealings with this prodigy before.
Only after a long while did Han Jiannan come back to his senses. His eyes filled with disbelief as he asked, "He said his name is Yang Lingrui? Are you sure you didn't hear wrong?"
"Patriarch, there can be no mistake!"
"Where is he now?"
"We have received him in the guest hall."
"Quick! Take me there at once!"
Led by this Han Family cultivator, Han Jiannan hurried toward the guest hall.
Inside the guest hall, Yang Lingrui sat calmly in the seat of honor.
A Han Family cultivator cautiously stepped forward to refill his tea.
The slight trembling of his arm and the tension on his face showed just how immense the pressure he felt in Yang Lingrui's presence was.
There were quite a few Core Formation Cultivators in Tuoyue City. The Han Family had held its place among the great houses for nearly a hundred years, and as a cultivator at Qi Gathering Perfection, he could be considered someone who had seen grand occasions.
Yet for some reason, from the very first glance he took at Yang Lingrui, he could clearly sense that this man was utterly different from every Core Formation Cultivator he had seen before, even including his own ancestor.
The faint aura of overwhelming power that Yang Lingrui exuded was not even on the same plane as those Core Formation Cultivators!
Especially when their gazes met, this Han Family cultivator would unconsciously feel a suffocating dread, as if