He's courting death!
After pursuing Su Yanran for four or five years, Han Ling had long considered her his exclusive property. At this point, it didn't matter if Qin Lin was just some back-alley doctor and a low-level Martial Artist. Even if he were a divine doctor and a high-level Martial Artist, Han Ling would still fight him for her. He would never allow the woman he'd set his sights on to be snatched away by Qin Lin!
Watching the enraged Han Ling, Song Li's eyes darted as a plan formed in his mind. "Young Master Han, I don't think we need to act immediately," he began. "I have an excellent idea that could completely expose Qin Lin's true colors. It will make Miss Su Yanran and Miss Lin Qingyue so disappointed in him that they'll kick him to the curb themselves. After all, if you take direct action, and Miss Su Yanran happens to have feelings for him, she could very well get angry with you."
Han Ling glanced at him. "What is it? Don't dawdle, spit it out!"
