Meng Yan's eyebrows furrowed again, but he still chose to agree.
The next moment.
After joining the team, a figure accompanied by an electromagnetic flow appeared beside Meng Yan.
Su Ping's face was hardly different from reality, after all, the Heart of Dreams technology allowed for real face recognition.
"Elder Meng, long time no see. I've been participating in the final test of the professional assessment these past few days, sorry for not contacting you!"
Meng Huangliang put down the dagger, glanced at Su Ping, thought for a moment, and smiled:
"Congratulations, I heard from Ah Mei's broadcast that you entered the top twelve? And you're the youngest contestant among them!"
Su Ping smiled faintly, without answering.
Because he knew that Meng Huangliang was just being polite, he didn't really believe in all the professional assessments, nor in the top twelve.
