Chapter 1392: Disaster Strikes (5)
They said that when insects faced extreme situations, they had various ways to respond to stress and counter outside interference.
For example, playing dead.
As Fu Qian tried to find common ground with his fellow, the Envoy's emotions were clearly spiraling out of control.
Specifically, with Fu Qian's final remark, the Envoy grabbed his own head and twisted it a full 180 degrees. He was left with nothing but the back of his head, covered in messy black hair, facing Fu Qian. Not another sound came from him.
"Brother Envoy, there's no need to go that far!"
Naturally, this reaction moved the one responsible to tears. Fu Qian let out a mournful cry and started forward.
And the Envoy lived up to his species' expertise. Even faced with such a threatening gesture, he showed no response at all, carrying his act of playing dead to the end.
Of course, Fu Qian didn't actually go any closer.
A friendship between gentlemen was as simple as water. How could the dignified Great Fortune Ming King force anyone to do something against their will?
"Besides, there's no need to be so pessimistic. Once I get out, I'll invite you into my dreams."
Though his words brimmed with impassioned fervor, his friend still didn't respond.
Fu Qian reflected for a moment, then realized his past actions might have made the other man worry about the dangers of entering his dreams. Even if he wanted to come, he might not dare. Fu Qian nodded slightly.
"Or, if you have any other old acquaintances, you can tell me about them. I'll find a way to ask them for help."
There was still no response. The Envoy seemed determined to play the part of a dead insect.
"So you don't have