His eyes gazed at his nose, and his nose focused on his heart, seeming entirely unaware.
Yet his spirit quietly retreated into his Spiritual Government.
Looking upon the empty Spiritual Government, he couldn't help but yell angrily:
"Old Devil Jiang, why did you let me accept that thing from that Diao guy! The guy is clearly not a good person at my first glance!"
From the empty Spiritual Government, there came a carefree and eerily sounding voice:
"Shen, you're still so naive. In the territory of the Yan, there is no good and bad, to put it bluntly, everything is only for cultivation."
"What's more, if you hadn't accepted it, wouldn't you have attracted the attention of this so-called holy child?"
Shen Fu fell silent at these words.
Experiencing that repugnant feeling again that of being scrutinized by a high-class cultivator, Shen Fu couldn't help but frown: