Witnessing the sheer power of Li Shaofeng's sword intent.
Luo Cheng's heart surged with an unprecedented urgency and longing to comprehend sword intent!
Deciding to leave, Luo Cheng stepped forward to bid farewell to the Eldest Prince, Jin Tiandu.
He held a favorable impression of the Eldest Prince, Jin Tiandu.
Neither arrogant nor impatient, he treated others kindly and never displayed the airs of an Eldest Prince, nor did he harbor any prejudice against him for having awakened a Wasted Martial Soul.
It was hard to imagine that this person was in fact brothers with the Eighth Prince, Jin Min.
As they say, dragons give birth to nine sons, each different from the other.
Jin Tiandu appeared apologetic, "Luo Cheng, I've been remiss this time. Since you've rarely come to the Imperial City, why not stay for a few more days? Let me fulfill my duty as host and arrange a place for you to stay."
