"You are Ah Han's heir!" Kang Xinghai suddenly exclaimed. Then, he stretched out his right hand, and grabbed out at Prosperous Heaven's neck.
This was unexpected, because he should have been restrained by Ling Han, and could not move at all.
However, the strength of Prosperous Heaven could also be seen at this time. She chanted a Buddhist chant softly, and a golden light shield immediately formed on her body.
Peng!
Kang Xinghai's palm strike arrived, yet was blocked by the golden shield.
He faltered upon hearing this. It was as if he hadn't imagined that he would be so weak. There was a look of astonishment on his face.
"Who am I?" It was as if he had suddenly transformed into a philosopher, and asked this eternal question.
Ling Han moved, and delivered a palm strike to his forehead. A powerful force surged out, and peng, Kang Xinghai instantly collapsed, falling directly into a state of unconsciousness. However, before he closed his eyes, he still swept an eye over Ling Han.
