"You are quite ruthless." The man looked at Lu Zhuoyan with a hint of a sarcastic smile on his lips: "I thought you had some affection for that woman, but now that you've cast aside your memories without hesitation, it really makes me wonder."
Lu Zhuoyan couldn't understand and simply looked at the man calmly: "What are you talking about? Since when did I have a woman I liked?"
The man scrutinized Lu Zhuoyan for a moment and then suddenly sneered: "Now that you're of no use, let's just fuse."
He reached out and grasped Lu Zhuoyan into his hand.
Lu Zhuoyan remained calm, appearing indifferent.
His figure quickly merged completely into the man's body.
The man furrowed his brows slightly.
This last fragment had returned.
But why did it feel like the soul was not perfectly complete?
Could it be that his cultivation method has yet to reach its peak?
In the man's soul body, Lu Zhuoyan was also slightly stunned.
How come his consciousness still existed?
