he involuntarily reached out and grabbed at Luo Binghe’s collar. But he missed the cloth, instead landing on the skin of Luo Binghe’s chest. The smooth, unblemished skin of his chest. In that moment, Shen Qingqiu’s mind went as blank and white as snow. Then his palm suddenly exerted great force, and he fired a spiritual blast at “Luo Binghe’s” heart.
