"Fu Ye, that pendant hanging around his neck should be a Star Magic Tool, right?"
"Mm, it is indeed."
"So that's how it is. No wonder he advanced so quickly."
As Fu Ye approached, he naturally noticed another "old friend."
"Old Xiao, how have you been lately? Have you been sleeping soundly at night?"
Fu Ye directly greeted the other man.
The few deans standing beside him heard how Fu Ye addressed him.
They practically turned into ruffled hens in an instant.
However, when Dean Xiao saw Fu Ye's appearance—
He froze on the spot at first, then immediately moved to stop the several aggressive deans.
"Ahem, this old man did not know Lord Fu Ye was visiting. Please forgive any offense."
As he spoke, Dean Xiao did not forget to respectfully bow to Fu Ye.
"Tch, Old Xiao, honestly. I sent you a message half a month ago. So you never received it at all?"
A trace of displeasure appeared in Fu Ye's eyes, and that look made the other man break out in a cold sweat.
"Ahahaha, Lord Fu Ye, rest assured. So long as you wish it, you may come here whenever you please. You can choose any position you want."
Hearing that, Fu Ye waved his hand.
Then, his gaze fell upon Mo Fan.
The moment Mo Fan saw him, his expression became exceptionally tense, and sweat even began to form on his back.
"Oh? You little brat who likes playing the pig to eat the tiger actually came to Modu. I thought you'd try your luck in the Imperial Capital."
Hearing Fu Ye's words, Mo Fan forced out a smile.
"Hehe, there was no other way. I'm all alone, and if I drew too much attention, I was afraid I'd get targeted."
"Mm. By the