Lu Ran stood silently in the air, watching the emperor-robed man who was both crying and laughing.
Presumably, this man had a significant connection to his mother.
Otherwise, how could he have such a reaction?
Listening to the man's choked laughter, Lu Ran couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow; the ability of Heavenly Great Powers to influence their surroundings is truly formidable.
Gratitude, sadness, surprise, bitterness...
So complex, constantly switching.
How could one person's emotions be so intense?
What exactly had this person experienced?
"May I... may I ask, your esteemed mother's... full name?" the emperor-robed man suddenly lowered his pale hand and asked tremulously.
His cautious demeanor was completely out of place with his imposing aura.
This majestic Heaven Realm being seemed somewhat humble.
Under the emperor-robed man's exceedingly hopeful gaze, Lu Ran slowly spoke: "My mother's surname is Qiao, her name is Wanjun."
