Hot water mixed with tea cup fragments exploded, spilling onto the coffee table and Fa Zheng's pants.
"Human massacre plan?" Fa Zheng's voice was like the ghastly wail of a hellish demon, "What is that?"
I watched him silently. A few seconds later, Fa Zheng snapped back to reality, glanced at the steaming water stains and tea cup fragments, coughed awkwardly, and then waved his hand. All the water and tea cup fragments suddenly vanished as if they had never appeared.
Fa Zheng seemed tired as he pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaled, and in a sighing tone said, "I'm really sorry, I just said I could handle anything calmly no matter what I heard, and yet... are what you're saying really true?
"No, I'm not doubting you, it's just... the Evangelical Institute, Yama, Huang Quan, Tai Sui... King Zhuanlun turned out to be a traitor? Even Ming Zhuo might... Naraku Gospel, and Naraku's Will... doomsday..."
