At that moment, the situation was starting to become a little clearer.
No matter how bizarre it seemed or how formidable the forces behind it were, it could still be summed up as a supervillain's scheme.
If the words and the Gate were both Black Doctor's handiwork, the malice behind all this troublemaking was practically spilling over.
Though Fu Qian had no intention of passing moral judgment, he instead started asking about another old friend, A'wei.
By the usual conventions, the greatest advantage of supervillains was their extensive information networks, with connections reaching into every walk of life.
That old friend, who should theoretically have visited this place long ago but had yet to make a sound, might be better known to Lord Black Doctor than to Crystal?
"I'm an outsider."
Seeing that both listeners looked as if they were questioning their grasp on reality over this question, Fu Qian immediately emphasized his persona, making it clear they didn't need to judge him by normal standards.
"Tail?"
Unfortunately, Black Doctor looked just as baffled as Crystal had back then, as if he'd never heard the name.
"Or maybe he goes by Death's Apostle."
Fu Qian had never been one to give up easily, so he casually added another possible name.
"...Death Angel? You actually know him?"
They said that a journey of a hundred miles was only half complete at ninety. That last addition of his had instantly provoked a powerful reaction.
Does everything turn edgy as soon as it comes here? A'wei, you're this bold—does your oath partner know?
Along with the relief he felt at that moment, Fu Qian also found himself mulling over the title Black Doctor had given him.
As a newcomer to this place, it was entirely reasonable for A'wei to use a nickname