The present You Yuan did not have the calm and dashing appearance he had previously had, but rather looked more like a refugee. His clothes were torn and ripped, and if it was not for the fact that he had an astonishing aura, Ling Han would really think that someone had impersonated him.
Ling Han chuckled. "What is it, my obedient son? Fallen to the streets, and compelled to sell yourself?"
"You are still speaking cheekily now, but it is not the slightest bit beneficial to you," You Yuan said menacingly. He had been evading the pursuit of those five Ninth Lotus elites all these years, but the reason why a Monarch Star was a Monarch Star was naturally because he had steadfast determination and willpower. Thus, not only did this kind of pursuit not drive him to despair, it instead caused his fighting spirits to soar even higher.