Fu Qingjun looked at this old man, knowing that he was the real helmsman of civilization, Emperor Jing,
"The so-called cost is allowing the entire civilization to embrace Buddhism. For you, this is already the limit you can bear, right? Because over time, the entire civilization would be ruled and assimilated by Leiyin Temple, becoming thorough believers."
"Exactly." The old man said softly: "We are already very sincere."
The other party's actions were extremely simple and straightforward, and very decisive!
How long have I just appeared?
He doesn't give any pause, directly probing my background, brutally honest, starting negotiations, not giving any time for you to develop.
"This is a scary person." Fu Qingjun smiled, not minding much, as the initiative was always in his hands. Both the opponent and Jiaxia were merely civilizations of the Sixth Realm, unable to touch him. What he feared were 'Them'.
Before him, he could run if he wanted, or stay if he wished.
