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 obvious that, given Fu Qian's previous performance, Red Dragon had taken unprecedented notice of him, but the pass card Fu Qian had thrown out still made him doubt his life choices.


In fact, it wasn't just him—the two ladies felt the same.


The main issue was that this pass card was almost like a wishing tree in its effectiveness, which seemed a bit overly exaggerated.


Everyone was battle-hardened and knew that something abnormal surely meant a trick. Everything from the information to the props was so smooth that it was hard not to suspect it was intentionally leading them on.


Facing the three stupefied individuals, Fu Qian could completely understand their doubts and knew there was no need for explanations.


His acquaintanceship with these people lasted less than a day; trying to dispel doubts through mere verbal communication was like the plot of a children's cartoon.


Chapter 950: Prism (23)