So, was there something a little off about this Honored Name? The Lone King's life seemed pretty colorful.
First, he was about to have an offspring, and now he even had the Goddess of Sin for company?
Although the sensation had been quite unpleasant, Fu Qian's vivid imagination made it easy for him to picture some rather special scenes.
Joking aside, if another character like this had appeared, the talk of an offspring suddenly seemed a lot more legitimate.
So was the thing he had to destroy the fruit of the Lone King and the Goddess of Sin's love?
Honestly, judging by those two titles alone, their offspring did sound like it would be something extraordinary.
Of course, there was still one problem. Was the Warehouse's grammar wrong?
Normally, shouldn't it have said he had to stop the Goddess of Sin from having an offspring?
There was no point applying common sense to a Higher Being's constitution, so that part wasn't a problem. But had he gone straight to learning from seahorses?
Unwilling to imagine that scene, Fu Qian looked down at the thorns on his arm and naturally thought of another question—could the Night Watchers see this?
With what seemed to be the sudden appearance of the Goddess of Sin, the situation had grown more complicated, and the danger level had shot straight up.
But that didn't seem to be the biggest impact. If the Night Watchers saw and recognized this thing, the three-way standoff could easily change because of it—but it seemed they couldn't see it.
Fu Qian soon got his answer: Ragdoll remained as calm as ever.
It seemed possible that the Night Watchers could see he was suffering some kind of damage, but the method behind it was probably too vague for them to make out.