Chapter 94: King of the White Tower (16)_1

This was truly a first for me.

Fu Qian looked around and couldn't help but frown.

A containment failure meant just going back to the warehouse to start over.

But the current situation—

Fu Qian lifted his head to look at Bai Jinting's position.

He had been crushed to pieces under Fu Qian's own feet, yet now, he was sitting there, intact.

This was a complete reset, wasn't it?

Could it be that we have to repeat what just happened?

No, that's not right.

Something had changed.

For one, the host's voice was different, as if tinged with an inexplicable madness.

And if you listened carefully, the audience's cheering had turned almost into the howling of wild beasts.

And there was her.

Fu Qian looked down at the female priestess; her breathing was becoming more and more hurried, and she even made unintelligible strange noises in her throat.

Something was off!

Without any hesitation, Fu Qian extended his hand and knocked on the back of her head.