Wang Lan's situation left everyone utterly stunned.
The magic treasure on this fellow's body had clearly been prepared specifically for Void Cracks.
"Brother, my dear brother!"
"Can we talk after you pull me up? The magic treasure on me won't hold out much longer!"
Trapped within the Spatial Turbulence, Wang Lan begged frantically. Meng De slowly crouched down and said,
"I'm very scared right now. If you don't explain things clearly, I really don't dare pull you up."
"I've already told you everything. What more do you want from me?"
Wang Lan's voice carried a faint sob. Meng De shook his head slightly. "The current situation is basically a pot of porridge that's been stirred into complete chaos."
"Anyone who hasn't been driven into a corner wishes they could stay as far away from this mess as possible."
"But you came running straight toward us. How could I not be wary of someone like you?"
"If we don't figure out your purpose, and you stab us in the back at a critical moment, we'll be doomed to eternal doom."
Hearing Meng De's words, Wang Lan was nearly driven to tears.
"Good brother, I truly never intended to harm you. I only wanted to protect myself."
Receiving that answer, Meng De smiled and shook his head. Then he looked at Li Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, I'm not very familiar with the Pill Epoch. Could you tell me something?"
"What status does this Fellow Daoist Wang Lan hold within the Taiyuan Wang Family?"
At that, Li Changsheng glanced at Wang Lan below and said calmly, "In terms of seniority, Wang Lan is indeed a direct descendant of the Wang Family."
"But in terms of status, he is at most somewhere in the middle to lower ranks."
"It is precisely because the resources