"Blasphemy, what a fitting name!"
Fu Qian's tone was as casual as if he were drinking at a centenarian's feast.
"Quite suited to your abilities, or should I say authority?"
"The existence of a Divine Being's sphere is indeed commendable, for even a mere reflection immediately thinks of how to perpetuate itself."
Seeing the Mal brothers staring blankly there, Fu Qian clicked his tongue audibly.
"What they see and what I see must be different, right?"
"You seem to have become overly cautious due to some experiences. Have you lost trust even in yourself?"
The face of the person opposite had softened, and after quietly listening, he heaved a sigh full of pity.
"Are you trying to say that you are me? Now there's a problem. What just came to my mind?"
"Tell me."
Fu Qian tapped his temple and asked very directly.
The person opposite responded with an equally direct silence.
