Following the tracks, they advanced carefully, and soon made a discovery.
"Is that you, Lan Zao? You're still alive! What happened to you?" When Cang Xu saw Lan Zao, he could hardly believe his eyes.
In his memory, Lan Zao was a robust and composed middle-aged man with a resolute will, always on alert.
But now, Lan Zao had become drastically thinner, disheveled, his face covered in blood. He sat in the thick grass like a puppet, with no awareness of his surroundings. When he heard someone calling his name, he slowly turned his head, his face filled with confusion and sluggishness.
Zi Di's heart also sank, secretly guessing, "Could he have been attacked by a Magic Beast, causing severe damage to his spirit, rendering him mentally incapacitated?"
The moment they found Lan Zao, everyone was joyful.