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

The more he looked, the more off it seemed. When had Selana become so polite?


Seeing the Half-god of the Blood Clan knocking on the door with such decorum, even a hint of hesitation in her demeanor, Fu Qian furrowed his brows, feeling a peculiar shift in atmosphere.


But, as a businessman, the key is amiable relations bring wealth.


Fu Qian didn't keep the customer waiting, promptly rising and going downstairs to open the door.


Even though she knew Fu Qian was inside, Selana clearly braced herself for the possibility of being turned away.


Fu Qian's swift door opening eased her mind a bit, and she nodded slightly by way of greeting.


Answering her was Fu Qian's impeccably courteous, businesslike smile, aiming to make the guest feel at home.


Unfortunately, this expression had the opposite effect on the client; Selana visibly tensed up a bit more.


Chapter 901 Origin