"They actually managed to get away!" The young man's face showed a rather unwilling expression.
"Hey brother, don't be upset. They've already run off, and we have no idea where they've gone." Zhang Menglong waved his hand at the young man, "Come down and rest for a bit!"
The young man knew that it was impossible to catch up now, and even if he did, he might not be a match for the black-robed figure; its strength was likely above his own.
"Are you the one who posted the warning on the Universal Information Network?" The young man looked at Zhang Menglong and asked.
"Yes, my name is Zhang Menglong. How should I address you, brother?"
"Qin Tong." The young man extended his hand to Zhang Menglong, appearing relatively friendly.
"Brother Qin is not from this Loulan Holy State, is he?"
"That's correct. I received a direct order from my teacher to stop that Warcraft, and I also want to invite Brother Zhang to come with me. My teacher wants to know more about the Ancient Humans."
