The Founder of Jia Nan Academy, Mang Tianchi

When Yao Chen heard Fu Ye mention Starfall Pavilion, urgency immediately appeared in his expression.

Because of Han Feng's scheme, he had drifted to the Northwest Wasteland with a merchant caravan for decades.

Now that he had just returned, he learned that the territory belonging to Starfall Pavilion had also been invaded by the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan. How could he not worry about his old friend's safety?

"Fu Ye, you set up the barrier around the Northwest Wasteland, didn't you?"

Before leaving, Yao Chen finally asked the question he most wanted answered.

In Yao Chen's eyes, Fu Ye was always shrouded in a mist that obscured his sight.

Whether it was when he had first met Fu Ye or now, when he was standing face-to-face with him.

Yao Chen had never truly been able to see what kind of person Fu Ye really was.

Hearing Yao Chen's question, Fu Ye spread his hands helplessly.

"Weak and innocent lives shouldn't be so easily devoured by the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan. I've lived here for so many years, after all. I couldn't just stand by and watch them be contaminated by those filthy bastards."

In Fu Ye's heart, Yao Chen was undoubtedly a wise man. Unfortunately, he could not see through people's hearts.

"When did you learn about the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan? Even the ancient clans couldn't possibly create an array capable of enveloping the entire Northwest Wasteland."

"That isn't something you need to worry about. You only need to know that under my protection, the Northwest Wasteland can be guaranteed absolute safety."

Hearing Fu Ye's words, Yao Chen took a deep breath.

"Fu Ye, you once told me that you were a traveler, right?"

At that moment, Yao Chen asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be so