Underground gathering?
Fu Qian wondered if it was of the Wasteland Tieer type without a license or the bizarre Dunis religious belief type.
He was clearly very interested in the information Tyler provided.
The former was somewhat normal, while the latter reeked of a corrupted falling genius.
It was certain that Jiang En would not just sit around and wait for disaster, after all, his mission was to sabotage Jiang En's promotion ritual.
And now it seemed very likely that there was someone helping with this ritual.
"So where is this underground gathering?"
The next moment, Fu Qian nodded in satisfaction. Even though he was wearing a mask, his expression was consistent with his tone, as he asked with a smile.
You also have times when you need to ask for help...
Tyler was initially inclined to take advantage of Fu Qian's lowered stance, but thinking of his own troubles, he quickly gave up the idea and promptly provided an address.
