252 Pure Land Volume (Fifteen)_1
How did these people come up with this idea?
Until lunch began, Fu Qian was still pondering this question.
Of course, this did not prevent him from quickly demolishing the delicacies in front of him.
That piece of skull was most likely taken from Grace’s head.
A real brainstorm indeed!
Removing a diamond-shaped piece from the top of one’s skull, is this some kind of special tradition?
While eating, Fu Qian observed Grace discreetly.
Her hairstyle looked perfectly normal, it probably involved replacing a part of her skull with other materials afterward.
Besides this, although she wasn’t sporting a bald head, her thick red hair seemed to be deliberately styled to spread to the sides.
The choice in hairstyle didn’t seem unreasonable.
But if one were to look with a preconceived notion, it appeared as if she was intentionally keeping the top of her head as uncovered as possible.
A hole facing the sky.
Now there was every reason to suspect that everyone at the banquet had undergone this kind of procedure.
Gausman was the closest among them, the latest newcomer, who had been hospitalized for this reason.
And Dean Collins, who operated on him, felt like the core figure among this group of people.
Today’s encounter also proved this point, as compared with others, he seemed to maintain that special status at all times.
“Does the taste meet your satisfaction?”
In the midst of his thoughts, Grace’s voice chimed in.
She sat across the dining table, clearly very pleased with Fu Qian’s robust appetite.
“It’s very good!”
Fu Qian nodded his head, giving a very sincere appraisal.
“That’s great!”
Grace’s smile grew even sweeter, and she even began to gossip.
“Mr. Fu Qian, how did you come to know Veil?”
How did I come to know her?
Fu Qian glanced at the other person involved.
“Through a fight.”
…
Fu Qian’s answer left Veil momentarily speechless.
Grace didn’t react much; she had already been informed by Veil about Fu Qian’s Transcendent status.
In her view, it was normal for these superhumans to occasionally have some physical conflicts.
“Veil is a very good girl.”
She turned to the side, looking at Veil with a face full of motherly love.
“For a long time, she was the only one who took the initiative to talk to me.”
“During those dark days, she was my real angel!”
“It wasn’t that exaggerated…”
The high praise from her aunt made Veil beside her somewhat embarrassed.
“It’s all from the heart.”
Grace giggled, grasping Veil’s hand.
“Anyway, I regard Veil as my own daughter, and she has done well. She is now a true powerhouse.”
In front of her, I can hardly count as a powerhouse…
Veil’s face grew even redder, feeling embarrassed to be praised like this in front of Fu Qian.
“She is indeed pretty good.”
Fu Qian looked at Veil, naturally offering a compliment.
It was also heartfelt.
Veil must be under thirty years old, and when I saw her last time, she was already firmly at the pinnacle of the Seventh Phase.
Seeing her again this time, her aura had improved, almost reaching the threshold of the Middle Tier.
She also followed the path of Sword Dao Cultivation.
Although it lacked the mystique of Special Abilities, her advancement was more natural and smooth, just like water flowing to its channel, without the need for setting up special ceremonies.