Hm? Are the two of them enemies? Everyone was taken aback. They didn’t understand why Chu Kuang would speak to Gu Han this way. However, one was a Heavenly Pride who drew eight rings, the other was a nobody who dared not even mention how many bell rings he drew. Were these two even comparable?0

Chu Kuang stared only at Gu Han. “I am curious exactly how many bell rings did you draw?”0

“Guess.”0

Chu Kuang held absolute certainty. “Between six and seven rings. That is your limit.”1

Everyone sensed something was off. Six to seven rings was a qualification only Holy Sons possessed. They didn’t know why Chu Kuang thought so highly of this man. This fellow appeared ordinary, so much that no one thought he had exceptional qualities.0

Her gaze once again fell upon Gu Han.0

Gu Han displayed modesty. “That’s overpraised. I have no talent, only...0