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

"What are we to do? Even the Night Watchman must not bully others too far! They desperately try to sully our reputation!"


Watching the three people leave and finally catching his breath, Huang Jianyuan couldn't help but lower his voice and growl.


"Father, you really should say something!"


It's obvious that having grown so large, Huang Jianyuan has never been subject to such an indignity, thus his psychological resilience was perilously unstable.


Huang Leji, with a similarly ashen face, finally spoke after a long silence.


"Everyone out, dig three feet into the ground if you have to, until you find that murderer.


If the Night Watchman wants proof, we'll give them proof!"


It was almost like biting into flesh as he finished the sentence, Huang Leji gestured with his hand, and a shadow flashed out.


He was pointing at the back of Fu Qian.


Chapter 61: The Evil Omen Must Die (Part 7)_1