"Yes," Fu Qian replied with decisive succinctness when confronted with Xiumeng's doubts.
"The first time I explored this place alone, I discovered this existence."
"Your feelings are not wrong, this power that accompanies death is unimaginably magical."
"It appears to naturally dissolve chaos and decay."
"So that's it, so the two of you each used one just now to dissolve what chaos?"
Fu Qian had an undoubtedly good memory, and he directly inquired about their recent discovery.
"Sorry, I can't tell you that," Xiumeng's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Thank you for your honesty, Mr. Andiel, but you should realize that you are not only our target but have even become a competitor."
"So I'm quite puzzled, why didn't you try to run away after the narrow escape from death just now?"
"Could it be because it wasn't just a fluke?"
Facing the threat, Fu Qian's mouth brimmed with mockery.
"How can we know without trying?"
