The middle-aged man did so as well.
An Nan gave it a look, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, so he too raised his hands.
Then he glanced at the motionless Su Qi and nudged him quietly, "Brother Su, you shouldn't remain still, respect other people's beliefs."
"You make a good point."
Su Qi strangely observed the statue.
But...
Why does this statue before me look so familiar?
And... why does it resemble me so much?
The statue before him, though its face was obscured, had... a shotgun slung over its back, a butcher knife in its right hand, and an axe in its Left Hand!
Isn't this the statue of the Despicable Person that was erected in my honor!!
How could it be here!
"June 6th, three years ago, we call it Demon Day, because on that day the once peaceful world suddenly saw a terrifying shadowy figure appear, covering the skies, visible to the entire continent," said the middle-aged man.
Su Qi's eyebrows rose.
As soon as he heard this, he knew when it had happened.
