Tianlang-Jun leaned his cheek on one hand as he watched the closed-eyed Shen Qingqiu and sighed. “But he’s far more fortunate than I am.” The person who Luo Binghe refused to let go of was someone like Shen Qingqiu. That was indeed a fortunate thing. At least Shen Qingqiu wouldn’t summon the entire cultivation world to seal Luo Binghe beneath Cang Qiong Mountain.
