Chapter 125: Chapter 124: The Hunter's Thirst for Blood (24)_1

"Your condition is indeed very interesting."

"Did the whip come about in the same way?"

By now, Deng Feizhou had relaxed and was carefully sizing up Fu Qian.

"No,"

Fu Qian shook his hand, showing off the Tyrant's Fist.

"Actually, it's the effect of this thing. Got it by a rather accidental chance."

"A very interesting object, containing the power of a curse."

Looking at the uniquely shaped ring, Deng Feizhou's face showed no surprise. Instead, he nodded with a smile.

This guy had already figured it out; he was testing me earlier.

Fu Qian thought to himself.

As expected, quite a handful!

Lucky for me, I've always maintained good virtues—honesty.

Only lie when absolutely necessary.

Moreover, from Deng Feizhou's words, Fu Qian also discerned other implications.

"Do you know everything the puppet sees?"

"Quick response,"

Deng Feizhou gave him an appreciative look.