Chapter 1224 - 1222: The Night Holy City’s Stick Insect (End)
How much longer? Naturally, the question referred to the remaining time for the Pseudo-Divine Being’s existence.
At first glance, it seemed to be an expression of impatience for the waiting.
But how could an Ancient Superior Being possess such a superficial emotion?
In fact, this was a kind of alternative courtesy.
Just now, having mentioned there were two more questions, the counterpart had chosen to ask one back after I posed the first one, and after getting an answer, signaled that I could continue asking.
It was both fair and cooperative.
Correspondingly, Fu Qian also did not lie at all.
In at most three minutes, I would fall from the rank forcefully maintained until now.
In a state akin to a spent arrow.
"As I mentioned before, I can feel that you are not inclined to reveal yourself, but at the same time, you are secretly accruing strength. I want to know why."
This was a question that Fu Qian had been curious about for a long time.