Just on Fuyuan Zhou's chest, the purple totem that had disappeared before reappeared there again at some point. It even spread from the original size of a palm to half of the chest, and it was still growing slowly, like The veins protrude ferociously on the strong skin, and the lines are winding and twisted, giving off a mysterious and ominous aura. Just looking at it makes people feel chills creeping up their spines.
Real surprise appeared in Bennett Fu's eyes. He took a few steps forward and leaned down to touch the raised part of the totem, but he felt that the totem seemed to be beating like a living thing. He had never seen it before. The strange situation shocked him and he suddenly retracted his hand.
Fu Yuanzhou laughed briefly, with no warmth in his voice, "Are you afraid?"
After all, Bennett Fu was Bennett Fu, and he soon regained his composure. He lowered his face and asked, "What is this?"
"Don't you know?" Fu Yuanzhou looked at him with a slightly self-deprecating look, "You are always like this, 70% true and 30% false, and you also have reservations about me."
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