Adrian, Mya, and Samantha stood before the middle-aged man.

They were now able to take a good look at the man, whose face was covered in a beard and a mustache. He had a hardened appearance and a muscular build, making it evident that he had been a powerful man in his younger days.

However, he now looked like an unkempt hermit.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the man and two women before him. Curiously, he asked, “How did you learn about constellation traps? It just doesn’t make sense. You’re only in your twenties, aren’t you? Where’s Achelous?”

Adrian sat down, while Mya helped Samantha onto a wooden stool.

Adrian looked at him and said, “Looks like you’ve been living rather well over the past thirty years, Reagan.”

The man before them was none other than Reagan Nave, a man who was hitting fifty.

Reagan smiled when he heard his name being mentioned. “The fact that you know me must mean you’re no ordinary man. You’re the only person who’s been able to walk into