Chapter 89: King of the White Tower (Part 11)_1

In fact, the visitor arrived even sooner than expected.

After successfully stealing the show and igniting the audience's passion to a boiling point, an uninvited guest knocked on the door that very night.

Fu Qian went to open the door and found an elderly man in grey standing outside.

"Mr. Fu, hello."

The visitor was shrouded head to toe in a voluminous cloak, without a single hair on his eyebrows or head, his face full of wrinkles and bearing a mysterious smile.

"I am Lu Ming, and I was wondering if you would be free to join me on a tour of the islands?"

Tour the islands?

Fu Qian looked down at his right hand, covered by the wide sleeve.

Although it was wrapped up tight, the shape was clearly off—it was likely not factory original.

"Sure."

Seeing Fu Qian's straightforward response, Lu Ming chuckled and immediately headed out to lead the way.

A boat had long been waiting by the island, and Fu Qian followed Lu Ming onto it, one after the other.