C263 Soul Consciousness Martial Skill

Just like before, after Lang Qi finished his sentence, he picked up his sword and left. He didn't even bother to say a word of courtesy.

Looking at his back, Yung Yi suddenly felt a bit sad. He could do whatever he wanted and leave as soon as he was done. He could not be envious of his clean and free way of doing things. He was carrying too many things on his body