It was on the ninth ring.

Han Bing stood in opposition to Liu Tingfeng, one in black and the other in white, one fat and the other thin, which was very eye-catching.

Liu Tingfeng's black hair hung down on his shoulders while his clothes were as white as snow. With a calm and natural expression, he stood in the drizzle in a detached manner.

Han Bing was in black, holding a long sword. With a habitual smile on his face, he looked at Liu Tingfeng ...