The Sea of Ashes. The Red Moon was still there.
As expected, Fu Qian had returned, and he found himself bathed in crimson radiance once more. He even managed to stir another ripple.
It was clear that although time was theoretically paused, the Red Moon still had little trouble sensing something.
And Fu Qian had left behind two dangerous items and even rearranged his equipment. As a result, he was undoubtedly subjected to an even more "severe" scrutiny.
Most importantly, he'd already used up his excuse. It seemed he had no choice now but to face the storm head-on—
Little did anyone know, there were always more solutions than problems. At that moment, Fu Qian simply put "Chosen" back on, concealing his entire face.
Phew...
It was far more than a mere ripple now. For a moment, it seemed the moonlight itself was taking deep breaths, making one suspect divine punishment would descend the next instant to slay the wayward son.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I just watched a whale for a while."
Fu Qian, however, was perfectly unafraid. He even gestured for the other party not to worry about him.
"So, have you ever seen a two-headed whale?"
Not only that, but his next question was even more absurd, turning the tables and testing the other party instead.
Hmm...
As expected, the Red Moon made no attempt to answer. Not a sound came from it.
After the standoff lasted for several breaths, the crimson moonlight slowly faded away, like a mother who had finally given up trying to teach her child.
So that was it?
Even the esteemed Rainbow of Yao Bian couldn't sense or interfere with this path?
Watching the scene in silence, Fu Qian felt no guilt. He simply came to his conclusion.
That was right.