The Fisherman's gaze fell upon Fang Yu in front of him, his wrinkled face revealing an ancient calm, prompting one to wonder just how long the Fisherman had existed in this world. His features and eyes carried the deep traces of time, suggesting he had been here for countless years.
Even when Fang Yu bluntly exposed the Fisherman's intentions, the Fisherman showed no emotion as a typical person might.
Neither anger nor concealment appeared.
He seemed accustomed to the complexities and desires of humanity, speaking to Fang Yu with a calm tone:
"You should be careful; Yuanqi has his eyes on you."
"Protect your ship."
The Fisherman spoke in a low voice, as dry and hoarse as a person stranded in the desert for days without water, like unpleasant pieces of metal scraping against each other.
Fang Yu was unfazed by the Fisherman's grating voice, and instead looked curiously at him:
"Who is Yuanqi?"
"He is what you call... the embodiment of the Alchemy Era Leader."
