In his mind, almost instinctively, the image of his mother’s ethereal face erged. Han Qingjue paused for a mont before dismissing that strange feeling in his heart.
This world is so vast, it’s normal for so people to look alike.
His mother hasn’t left the Spirit Cultivation Realm for years, how could she be possibly related to an ugly woman from such a remote place?
Even based on what he knows about his mother’s past, there’s no connection to Nanyao Country.
His mother, Han Litong, was originally a princess of the Western Qi Country, who married into Dong Qin Country through a diplomatic marriage. Later, during internal turmoil in Dong Qin, she was seriously injured and taken away by Beihan Palace Master Fengxi, her childhood sweetheart. Fengxi exhausted his life’s power to save her and perished as a result. Since then, his mother beca the Palace Master of Beihan Palace and has never left the Spirit Cultivation Realm.
He also had heard of these matters from Aunt Ying, who was beside his mother, but Aunt Ying refused to divulge more. He had argued several tis to know who his father was, but Aunt Ying only ntioned he was a prince from the Dong Qin imperial family and refused to say another word.
He had attempted to ask his mother, but she had always been tight-lipped about the past, so asking was aningless.
And he is 19 this year, he seed to be only two years old when they left Dong Qin Country, and he rembered nothing at all.
So probably this Han Jing just looks a bit like his mother. As for any connection, there’s really none to speak of. He is certain that his mother has never been to Nanyao Country.
Setting aside this doubt, Han Qingjue followed along.
The way to Prince Yu Mansion was as quiet as usual, right until they almost reached the courtyard where Han Jing lived.
While following Han Jing inside, Han Qingjue suddenly leaped up, his white long dress fluttering, as beautiful as a painting.
Han Jing had no ti to admire it when suddenly a strange shout was heard: "Shaless woman, do you have any sha left, chasing a man all the way here, doesn’t your mother care?"
Han Qingjue’s entire aura burst out violently, Han Jing quickly pulled An Chuxue back, afraid of accidentally getting caught in it.
"It’s none of your business, you’d better not force to make a move here!" As soon as Han Qingjue saw Lan Ling, he felt uncomfortable all over. It was truly strange why Yun Peng let this odd fellow stay by his side! It’s like a ghost haunting him!
Very few people in the entire Spirit Cultivation Realm are willing to deal with the Ghost Ancestor, yet Lan Ling is the Ghost Ancestor’s only disciple. Moreover, Yun Peng treated him particularly well, and the entire Spirit Fla Sect had to show respect to Lan Ling because of Yun Peng!
What’s most infuriating is that this Lan Ling constantly ruins his plans!
"Shaless woman, if you want to fight, let’s fight. Do you think I’m afraid of you? I’ll put it this way, every ti I see you, I’ll hit you once!" Among the many won pursuing Su Yu, Lan Ling undoubtedly hated Han Qingjue the most. Because this woman was truly irritating, haunting him like a ghost to the point where no trick could deter her. Her face was so resilient that he could unleash all the Ghost Realm Spirit Worms and not one could bite through it, making her truly remarkable!
So, against Han Qingjue, Lan Ling showed no rcy at all, his manner completely unabashed, directly unleashing his prized possessions, and he shouted: "Little chubby ones, attack for . If you don’t bite this shaless woman full of welts, none of you will get dinner!"
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