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

After Fu Qian finished speaking, Michelle remained silent for quite some time.


After a long while, she finally adjusted her posture and squeezed out a sentence.


Unfortunately, she was interrupted by Fu Qian's sigh before she could finish.


"Is this beyond your level? Maybe we should find someone else to talk to."


"It's fine, I don't mind listening to your insane ramblings for a bit longer."


Despite the visible emotional turbulence, driven by her pride, Michelle ultimately gritted her teeth and decided to continue subjecting herself to the mental contamination.


"Insane ramblings… I like that term, hehehe!"


In response to her persistence, Fu Qian's face was full of scorn, ending with a string of malicious snickering.


"Isn't it said that happiness is the most contagious? The whole atmosphere has suddenly changed."


Chapter 947: Prism (20)