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

    It was apparent that Brother Red Dragon was a bit startled in that moment.


    He could naturally recognize such a classic meow, but how could there be a cat in the safe?


    That really challenged the imagination!


    If it were some kind of specimen, it might feel a bit more reasonable.


    And during the entire process just now, it hadn't made a sound, just quietly waiting for the two to pick the lock.


    Full of confusion and not in a hurry to do anything, Red Dragon turned to look at Fu Qian.


    "It probably weighs about ten pounds."


    The other, understanding the hint, seriously commented.


    This answer was clearly beyond Brother Red Dragon's expectations, filling the air with a certain silence for a moment.


    "Also, given the classic black and white patterns and eye color, we can deduce it's about a year old."


Chapter 931 Prism (4)