"No... no... I didn't. Mis... misunderstanding..."

Han Zaixing was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He could not even say a complete sentence.

However, it couldn't be blamed on him. Qin Zongheng's prestige was overwhelming back then, as he was a martial arts genius who dominated the capital 20 years before.

Many years had passed since then, who knew what level of cultivation he had reached? It wouldn't be strange to think he had reached the ...