บท 746: Mausoleum

Having been in the martial arts world for so many years, Deng Yuanlei had been wounded before. But never once had he been like this: feeble, a sword stuck in his shoulder, and left unattended for such a long time.

"Miss Han," he yelled. Yet Miss Han was busy sticking her tongue out and smiling at the Dragon King as if she didn't hear him. So he yelled out another four or five times consecutively.

Finally Han Fen turned around and asked, "Were you calling me?"

"Yeah…"

"But let me tell you something. Everybody in the Waning Moon Hall is called Miss Han, so I don't know who you're talking to."

Deng Yuanlei didn't dare to say that there was only one disciple of the Waning Moon Hall here, and after pondering for a while he cautiously said, "Miss Fen?"