"I know." Yang Lan finally recovered her emotions and hugged Jiang Yan with fists:

"My name is Yang Lan, and I am a low-level deacon at the Yehuai Stronghold of the Baihe Chamber of Commerce."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment before saying with a smile:

"It turns out to be my own family."

He immediately complained:

"You are hiding so tightly, and changing places quickly. I searched you for several days before I found this place."

Then, without waiting for Yang Lan to respond, Jiang Yan quickly looked around, waved his hand, and said:

"I'll talk about these things later."

He pointed to the two groups of people who had already killed them:

"Can these people tell who they are, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Lan responded briefly.

"That's good." Jiang Yan nodded:

"Let's go, help me identify it. It's important to save people first."

Yang Lan said "yes".

At this time, she felt the wind blowing, and the man who almost killed her just now turned into countless tiny dust in front of her, scattered in the world.

...
Chapter completed!