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

"No rush, we have all the time in the world."


Bai Jinting, whose words startled, neither called for backup nor attempted to escape, but instead stood up and walked to the edge of the stands.


"This place has the best view in the entire White Tower."


With his back to Fu Qian, he seemed completely unconcerned about his own life, raising his hand to point down below.


"Want to take a look? Even in the Islands, such a spectacle is rare."


"Indeed, I have already experienced this enthusiasm just a moment ago."


In the face of his abnormal behavior, Fu Qian also wasn't in a hurry to act, truly standing up and walking to the edge of the stands, his demeanor like that of old friends chatting leisurely.


It had to be said that this angle indeed offered an excellent view, with the entire situation inside the White Tower visible at a glance.


In just this short time, the scene below had grown even more chaotic and bloody.


Chapter 96: King of the White Tower (18)_1