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

Facing the Baroness's interrogation, Fu Qian showed not a hint of embarrassment at being caught out and instead pointed off into the distance.


Having appeared so timely, he must have been watching this spot all along, clearly aware of her intentions—there was no need for pretense.


The Baroness hadn't expected Fu Qian to be so forthright and was momentarily stunned.


"Didn't you hear what the Priest said? It's extremely dangerous!"


"I know, but at times like these, shouldn't we grasp at every little hope?"


"Don't you think so too? Or are you telling me you've abandoned everything else to stakeout here, just to catch me?"


"Regardless, I am going, unless you want to lock me up down below again."


The Baroness was silent for a moment, seemingly hesitant to insist, but ultimately she sighed heavily.


"The tunnel has been blocked off for a long time. We need to find another way."


Chapter 143: Disorder (14)_1