Chapter 279: Bottled Prisoner (Part 3)_1

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Almost immediately, Fu Qian was labeled as a crazed and cold-blooded individual, and everyone's interest in him dropped to a freezing point.

No one wished to oppose someone with powerful abilities and a disturbed mind, especially when enemies surrounded them.

People like him, when insane, simply don't consider the consequences.

Fu Qian was, however, quite pleased with this.

He had already guessed that, given there were no gains in killing now, he still chose to blow that person's head off just for this reason.

In this day and age, one's image is very important. Painting oneself as a reckless madman would undoubtedly avoid many unnecessary troubles.

In the meantime, the suffocating silence was swiftly overtaken by the passage of time.

A few minutes later, Fu Qian felt a stir in his heart, sensing the entire space enveloped by a peculiar surge of energy.

The legendary favor of the goddess?

It was somewhat like the gaze of a special being but much gentler.