How to put it, Wen Ping's current mood couldn't be described as disappointed, nor could it be said to be very happy.
After all, Uncle Lan was also one of his own.
But in the end, he wasn't his father, not that birth father whose blood is thicker than water.
Sure enough, his father's whereabouts couldn't be discovered by just grabbing a Divine Profound Realm person and asking. Luck wasn't on his side; he still had to rely on the information found by Biyue Piaoling, or track down that Elder Tianchen.
"Uncle Lan, what happened to you here?" Wen Ping was a bit puzzled. Why would the people from Iron Mountain Pavilion torture him?
Uncle Lan was just a lower profound realm Great Demon, and had always been injured, without the fighting power of the lower profound realm. Iron Mountain Pavilion, a four-star influence, why would they bother torturing him like this?
Lan Peng was just about to speak when he suddenly glanced around and said, "This is not the place to talk."
