Even he himself finds it difficult to provide a reasonable explanation.
During the wait, instead of a text reply, the other party sent a video call request directly.
Ah Lan raised an eyebrow and clicked accept.
Immediately, a light screen unfolded before his eyes.
Appearing in the frame was not the imposing and stern Mingwu General.
But rather a young Human Clan boy, seemingly not that old, with fair skin.
The boy was dressed in the most ordinary newbie black cloth clothes, holding a heavily worn short blade, with lush jungle as the background.
It was his eyes that seemed out of place with this body.
There was no youthful naivety; they revealed a deep, cold composure like a chasm and sharpness.
In the frame, the boy gazed directly at him and slowly began to speak in a familiar tone:
"President Ah Lan, long time no see."
Though the voice and appearance were entirely different, the cold aura and tone were unmistakable.
Ah Lan had already guessed the answer.
