He had already inquired of Huang Ying about the Totem Ancient Clan. After all, he knew little about the affairs of the mainland, possessing only a vague understanding of the top-tier powers in the Eastern Wasteland. According to Huang Ying, the Totem Ancient Clan stood at the absolute pinnacle of the entire continent.
In Yan Meijian’s dormitory, the environment was elegant. Today, she wore a pale yellow, form-fitting dress, her long black hair cascading down her back. A trace of melancholy clouded her stunning features.
"Sister Yan, what is wrong?"
Chapter 32