Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

"That's right, I believe you must have heard this name."


The old man sighed with the vicissitudes of life, a face suggesting a false reputation was not worth mentioning.


"All illusory fame is like passing clouds and smoke."


Not just him, everyone made the same motion.


Feng Yunhong's expression instantly became quite interesting.


"And I am quite sure that the Academy's fourth-generation president did not bear that name."


"Nonsense, I was president when you probably weren't even born yet, what do you know?"


"That is true, seas change into mulberry fields, not knowing about things several decades ago is very normal."


Li Weixuan spoke in an indifferent tone.


"But this one point I am very certain about because the fourth-generation president is my grandfather."


Chapter 43 They Realized the Severity of the Problem_1