Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 2468

The Prophet Is Dead (51)

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Maybe.

After all, the last time he saw Sophia, she had already been tortured beyond recognition.

Only her similar hair color could serve as a faint clue.

But on the one hand, the Joker was right. As miraculous as her appearance was, her rank was nowhere near demigod.

That strange contrast, however, matched the young man who wanted to become a Golden Saint.

On the other hand, as one of the two people he'd personally recommended, A'wei had done him proud by becoming the Death Angel. So perhaps it was only fitting for Sophia to become a mother worthy of all the world?

Earlier, when he'd been concerned about A'wei's whereabouts, Fu Qian had also wondered where Sophia was.

But since she was difficult to recognize, he hadn't put any effort into finding her.

Now, it seemed this young woman, who had endured torment and was filled with regret, had wished in her final moments that "when I wake up, this will all have been a nightmare." It looked like half her wish had come true?

She hadn't woken up yet, but at least she looked like a person again, right?

Of course, given how strongly first impressions could sway him, he'd have to take this judgment with a grain of salt.

"Sophia? 'Mother' is a pretty good name... How did you know?"

The Joker seemed to approve. He praised the name, then even asked how Fu Qian had known it so coincidentally.

"She's the one I brought here."

Not only did Fu Qian not mind that he'd wasted time asking, he was even completely frank.

"Oh? Then does that mean you're largely responsible for this place ending up like this?"

The Joker paused. For a moment, he seemed almost delighted by the answer.

He made an exaggeratedly shocked face

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