Ye Qingchen and Xue Zhao were stunned by the sudden change.
They stopped in their tracks, watching the red-clad old man in front of them with vigilance.
Ye Qingchen stared sharply at the other party, "Who are you? Why are you blocking us?"
The old man coldly surveyed them, a hint of disdain and contempt in his eyes, "To pass through this door, you must first get past me. No matter who you are, without my permission, no one can take a single step through."
Xue Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered to Ye Qingchen, "He's definitely lying; at the volcano's exit, there's no one guarding it."
The old man overheard Xue Zhao's words and chuckled coldly, his voice dripping with threat, "Oh? Is that so? I advise you to be sensible and not force me to act, or you'll bear the consequences."
Ye Qingchen frowned deeply; this old man was threatening them for no reason.
Could he also be someone arranged by Xue Wei?
If so, he surely went all out.
