Wang Chen's mind stirred, and the door of the Defense Area silently swung open.
The rules of West Sea Sect were strict, not only forbidding fratricide among fellow disciples but also imposing a duty to aid those in distress.
When Yun Feifei ran to the gate seeking help, it didn't matter that Wang Chen had a good relationship with her—even if they had been strangers, he would have been obligated to lend a hand.
Seeing the door open, Yun Feifei and the two other females felt as if they had received a grand reprieve, sweeping into the Defense Area at their greatest speed.
Wang Chen immediately closed the door and reactivated the Defensive Array.
He stood up and left the Array Control Room, entering the large hall outside.
"Senior Brother Wang..."
Yun Feifei and the other two female cultivators were in the hall, and seeing Wang Chen appear, she bowed gracefully and said, "Thank you!"
"There's no need for politeness."
