Chapter 280: Bottled Prisoner (Four)_1

There's nothing exciting to watch anymore.

Seeing the redhead's frenzied departure from the hall, Fu Qian finally stood up from his seat,

The two girls seemed to have taken a route that let others draw the fire, and it was clear that the wartime allies dared not lay a hand on him.

Staying here any longer was pointless.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Fu Qian left without looking back.

…

This sleeping chamber of the Goddess of Sin and Punishment looks quite shabby!

Stepping outside, Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings and couldn't help but sigh with genuine feeling.

The hall he had just been in was indeed part of a grand construction, a pity that now it lay mostly in ruins, broken and dilapidated.

Only from the vague silhouettes of high walls and pointed rooftops could one faintly imagine its former glory.

Looking further afield, there were continuous ruins to be seen, walls broken and columns shattered, all eerie and decaying.